Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 143

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:05:47 PM

"Lend you a room to keep for yourself?"

"Yes."

The man looked down at the gin with an expressionless face.

Students in big, ugly, milky, unknown colors tend to look a little more vivid thanks to their bright colors, but men didn't.

Appearance that suits a fighter rather than an assassin, or a mercenary captain who uses an axe.

Jin picked this man while wandering the streets until sunset, and the standard was "footsteps."

If you hear footsteps without being aware of it, you will be in the beginner level, if you focus a little, you will be in the intermediate level, and if you don't have one, you will be in the advanced level.

And to the extent that all senses must be raised to be recognized, a cadet who will soon go to the unknown.

Based on the criteria, Jean judged the man to be an intermediate cadet. Beginners had to be screened out because they had to go through the gatekeepers and horsemen, and it was burdensome to be a senior goal from the beginning.

"You'd better go to the inn."

"I don't want too many visitors at night. I'll make sure I don't miss the accommodation, so please."

"That's pretty unpleasant...….”

The man's forehead was narrowed to a finely.

Not because you asked me to give you a room out of the blue. The man has no choice but to accept Jin's request as a provocation that "you can't kill me."

"You've got an unknown plaque, so it's probably a succession of a certain family, and it must have been a great martial arts for your age. I understand you're full of confidence. But this is Samil, a land without fair duel."

"I know it well. That's why I stayed away from the inn. If you're not going to give me a room, I'll look for someone else."

"I'll lend it to you. I won't accept life. You'll probably take his place. Don't forget that everything is on your own."

"Thank you."

The man's house, which arrived about five minutes after walking, had a two-story structure.

Jean decided to use a relatively narrow two-story room, and as soon as she entered the house, she immediately offered dinner.

"Don't worry if food is poisoned."

"I didn't think you'd be that low-water, thanks."

An efficient diet of some meat and eggs mixed with vegetables, as the man said, was fresh food. Jean quickly swallowed the food, emptied the bowl before the man, and sat down at the table and looked at him still.

'Middle class is never enough to keep your eyes off and let your guard down.'

It seems relaxed, but it is a lie if you are not nervous.

The man could unleash the poison under the table, aim for the neck of Jean with a fork he was taking meat, or shoot a poisoned needle hidden in the sleeve of his clothes.

What could happen if Jean let her guard down even for a moment.

Even if they had relative superiority, they had to consider more cases when dealing with trained assassins.

'Two poisoned needles on the sleeve of the garment. And since he always left the middle empty when he chewed food, he hid a poisoned needle or poison in his mouth. But you shouldn't be distracted by them.'

It was helpful to learn the basic habits of assassins when they were cadets.

When dealing with assassins, they're magicians. Or you should think of it as a fraud, young master. When someone's eyes are on a hidden weapon, they use a real dagger that they don't expect.

One day, a beginner's instructor, Garon Altemiro, told me this story. In addition, various advice given by Tikan's colleagues before coming to Samil was being used in the right place.

Especially, Jin was conscious of some advice given by Quikantel, who was well-known, after entering Samil.

One thing to note while in Samil. No matter where the door suddenly opens. First, don't take your eyes off what you were looking at. The moment you turn your head reflexively, you'll be dead.

All of a sudden!

How could they have such a good instructor and colleague?

Thanks to him, even at the moment the front door opened unexpectedly on the left, Jean was able to keep an eye on the man without panic.

'What the hell, man? You knew the door would open?'

On the other hand, the man expected Jean to turn her head, and originally intended to strangle and suffocate him by covering his face with a tablecloth (applied with anesthetic on the floor).

Couldn't execute. It was because Jin remained in a straight posture three seconds after the front door opened.

Beep, squeak, squeak....

The open door shook and there was a reading sound from its hinges.

And no one comes in through the open door. Only the chilly wind of the evening passed by the gin and the man.

It's their unique way of training. Instructors disguised as cadets sometimes open doors without a trace. Especially, a house with visitors is a must. It's the basic virtue of assassins to be nervous 24 hours a day.

It would have been dangerous if he had visited Samil without hearing this from Quikantel.

Jyn stared at the man in his sleep.

"Should I close it?"

When Jean asked, the man tried to stifle his amazing heart and nodded.

'It wasn't just an easy kid. No, it's creepy. He's from a priceless elite even if he's young....I almost fell for it. I'll watch for a few days and take my chances slowly. He should never be thought of as sloppy.'

If he had forcibly attacked Jean, the nameless instructor who had just opened the door and passed would have removed the man from Samil as soon as the sun rose tomorrow.

That's not the way of anonymity.

"May I go upstairs and get some rest, then?"

"Do as you please."

Jin, who came up to the second floor, immediately went over the interior again.

How many routes can be infiltrated, whether there are traps, or if another assassin is hiding. There are many things to check.

'I don't think there's anything wrong with the second floor. There's only one window, so the penetration path is limited, and even if it's a little bigger, I won't be able to use it. I don't think there's any special device on the ceiling, floor, or wall.….'

After an hour or so of internal inspection on the second floor.

Sitting in bed, Jean thought about 'the instructor.' About the very instructor who opened the door at dinner.

'... ...unknown, beyond imagination. Are you saying that's how much all the instructors are? How can a person be so ghostly?'

During dinner, Jean had kept her nerves on edge, not even a second off. He is confident that the front door will suddenly open and his concentration will be blurred.

in spitefully

Even at the moment the door was opened, Jin was not aware of the instructor's popularity.

It was almost as if the door had opened on its own, not as if a man had turned the door knob.

For Jin, it would be impossible to try after erasing his presence for a long time. I couldn't even tell how deep I had to get rid of my presence.

'Just now the instructor can kill me whenever he wants. Even if this is my room in Tikan, not Samil. I can't guarantee my survival even if all my colleagues are protecting me.'

Ososo, goosebumps climbed up the back of his back to the neck.

'You shouldn't be flattered by seeing a few shallow numbers of intermediate cadets. If an instructor-level assassin comes to me, I could be killed before I can even show what Quikantel gave me.'

Now I can realize where I have come from.

But there was more that Jean did not know yet.

If you find out, you'll be able to relax your legs even if you've been suffering from all sorts of hardships....one surprising fact.

I think that's right. No? No, is that right.

The presence of a woman sitting upside down on the ceiling and observing the camp.

She stayed behind him every moment, even as Jean finished her meal and looked every inch of the second floor.

Then, the moment Jin sat on the bed, he settled on the ceiling.

About an hour.

It was time for the woman to observe the camp, keeping a distance of about half a step.

'Is that right? No? Is that right? Uh, should I just ask? No. If it's not him, we might have to kill him. I mean, he looks exactly like her, but...…!'

As Jean sighed and was about to pluck and trim the bradamante, the woman's eyes glistened and smiled.

Her name is Jonah Looncandel.

The best sprayer of obscurity, Jin's youngest sister. She was the instructor who passed by the door earlier.

'Bradamante! You're the youngest! Wow! Nice to meet you, youngest!'

Clap!

As soon as Jonah clapped her hands because she couldn't contain her welcome.

"Clap, clapping?'

Jean stood up reflexively and took up a defensive posture. And at the same time, I looked at the ceiling, the source of the applause.

It was after Jonah had taken her place behind Jean again.

'Hua, I almost got caught.'

As if to have no weight at all, the bedding she is stepping on doesn't even have a small crease.

Then when Jean jerks around and begins to look around again, Jonah is not seen, clinging to Jean like a shadow.

"Hey, can you just pretend you didn't hear it?'

She is not receiving all the affection and attention of the current King Mu-myeong for nothing. Now, Jonah's talent was something even King Mu-myeong could not do.

Did you hear me wrong? What is it? What the hell? There must have been a clap coming from the ceiling. You're getting too sensitive. Did you hear anything? You can't use magic or spirit.…!'

As opposed to the welcome Jonah, Jean was a lunatic.

I've been sweating for over an hour, but I can't find out the identity of the applause.

Is that the instructor from before? No, even the instructor can't hide in a place this big.'

It was soon concluded that Qin was deaf, or misheard. Otherwise, it would be hard to understand.

"Whoo......."

But you can't let go of the tension when you're back in bed, and you won't be able to sleep tonight.

'You can never find me because you haven't opened your eyes yet, hehe. But that's great. How much have you grown?'

As Jonah knows, Jin's achievement is five stars.

In fact, however, the youngest had nearly seven oars. That alone is surprising enough, but Jonah did not forget earlier that the youngest had blocked all of the man's assassination attempts on the first floor.

'Luna couldn't have done that at your age, I'm sure. Of course, she would have fought back with a poisoned needle or a dagger, but it would have been impossible to stop her from even trying.'

He is so proud that he wants to hug his youngest child right away.

Jonah shook her head after thinking for a while about whether to reveal her identity and praise her youngest child.

'There's a lot I can tell you, Hehe. Play with me from today until you leave, youngest.'

Chapter end