Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 179

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:04:59 PM

Beyond the gate was the city.

When Tantel entered the gate and gestured, Chin followed. Amazingly, as soon as I entered the gate, the sand floor of the desert and other hard floors touched the soles of my feet.

Rope

The tantel opened the bucket on his waist and held it out to Jean. Jean, who naturally took it in and took it in, almost spit out everything she had.

Because it was alcohol, not water, that was in the bucket.

It was a solo performance that I had never even experienced in my previous life. It felt like a lump of fire, not a liquid, and when Jean stared at it, Tantel burst into laughter.

"Phahat, in our words, Lapraro Sago, and the humans called the black light."

"Is this the name of this nasty drink?"

"No, the name of this great city. By the way, humans don't know the taste of alcohol. The liquor is a jewel. It's made by refining the diamond in our own way."

"Give me a glass of water."

Laparosa, black light.

What Qin was looking at was a city built in the heyday of the Ming Dynasty.

Laparosa was now boasting a high-quality civilization, incredible to believe that it was built half a million years ago.

And it was extravagant.

'Golden Road, I can see why so many adventurers came to the Great Bar in search of gold.'

Jin thought, snoring at the new bucket. This time it was definitely water.

As I looked around, the road was covered with gold, and the building above it was decorated with jewels.

Usually it was a door. Each door was studded with jewels similar to those lodged in Tantel's chest.

"Tantel, what's that jewel on your chest? Every door has the same thing.”

"Heart."

There was sadness in the voice of Tantel, who answered briefly. Jean walked the golden street after him without further asking.

What's the use of a city made of gold and jewels?

Only two people, Gene and Tantel, are walking down the boulevard. No matter how colorful it is, Laparosa was already a dead city.

Or stop. A forgotten city.

The Ming dynasty, which boasted of such a splendid city, was destroyed. Very few have survived and are barely breathing in the dimension created by Solderlet.

The gems at every door of the house were a heart that shone hot when its owner was alive.

Two hours of walking ended the golden street. There was more gold on the road that they did not walk than on the road they had taken.

From the end of the golden road, it was a flat stone floor. On both sides of the road, there are endless statues of the Ming Dynasty warriors.

"I'm on my way to the Thoussin War. As I said before, Jean Looncandel. You have to be careful of what you say in front of your brothers before you jump. Got it?"

"Never mind."

"Well, not all of the brothers in the battle of jumping have won the title of jumping or fighting."

"How many members of the Ming dynasty are left?"

" seventy-seven, including Tu Xin and Twelfth King. They were all waiting for you in the time they stopped."

"You said earlier as if you'd fail at a snap.”

"Even if you've been waiting more time, you can't teach if the conditions aren't right."

I don't think the Ming dynasty is a very straightforward species.

Jean, who thought so, shrugged.

"Throwing himself into battle... ....'

It is literally a hall for the god of fighting, an arrogant name. Nevertheless, Jin was strongly curious about his jumping to death and King Tu.

Far away, it was because of the energy stretching out from the fighting spirit that was just beginning to be seen.

'It's nothing compared to the energy of the Temer, but it's creepy.'

If it had been before walking through the Great Barrier, it would not have even recognized the chilling energy. Having harmed three mirages alone, Qin had achieved considerable achievements.

The Tushinjeon Hall was bigger than any other building that Jean had ever seen before.

There was not a single luxurious ornament on the outer wall made of mixed steel and stone, but there were countless hearts of the Ming Dynasty embedded in the magnificent iron gate like the wall.

The iron door began to open itself when the tantel touched his palm.

Cuggggggg.......

"Oh!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

It's not Jean's voice.

It was a group of Ming royalty who were impressed. He was so distressed that he was standing close to the gate waiting for the door to open.

"Finally our disciple is here!"

"Cuck, you look cute!”

"A thousand years since Temar, a thousand years!"

The tantel touched his forehead with shame. The Ming royal family also seemed to blush like humans when they were embarrassed.

'Crazy......there's no need to blush.'

Shining, shining.

The Bill of the Ming Dynasty looking at the Qin was shining. A large body, both male and female, that is over two meters long

"Brothers, I've told you so many times that you shouldn't...…?”

Even though Tantel said so, the Ming royal family showed interest in Jin regardless of what he said.

"How old are you!"

"How do you feel about coming to Laparosa?"

"Did you eat? What's your favorite food?"

Seeing them talking in a deep voice, I wonder if they are the old losers of the continent.

'No way, there's no such thing as jumping or fighting. Well, there are chatty friends everywhere.'

While Jin was agonizing over what to answer first, a woman suddenly lifted the gin. Jean tried to push him, but was no match for his strength.

What kind of power...!'

I know from the story that the Ming dynasty is strong, and I know from the mixture of tantel and combination.

But when the tantel and the sword were met, it was not enough. Jean struggled to get out of the woman's grasp, but she was relaxed as if she were just dealing with a child.

A woman who bursts into laughter and burns Jean on her neck. This time, he had to turn red like Jindo's Tantel.

"What a black-faced child, I'll have to wash him off for now! Pelos, of course you're done preparing the bath, aren't you?"

"Of course, Brother Chil-tu!"

She was 'Beliz,' the seventh king of the Ming Dynasty.

So knock it off.

Jean, who was about to shout like that, sighed.

'I don't think it's a good idea to make a fool of myself.'

In addition, everyone was heartily welcoming, and there was no need to use evil to burn candles.

From now on, Jin will have to be handed down to them. Jean is here to be taught, not to fight them.

"Great! Haha, who's going to do the washing? Rock, paper, scissors! I will give the last remaining chance to wash our historic second disciple!"

"Scissors, rocks!"

"Bao!"

"Do it again, do it again...…!”

Everyone seemed wet with madness. Tantel looked blank as if he had given up.

It was possible because he met a new human being, or a person who will inherit the sword, after a thousand years. It's hard to understand, but...….

'No, not this one. It's really not it.'

If left unchecked, one of those haggard Ming royalty would bathe himself. When Gilly was a year old, he hated washing her.

"I'll wash myself!"

The uproar stopped in a moment when Jean shouted.

And all eyes went in unison to Jean on Belize's horseback riding.

"No, not that."

"Why not?"

"You have to meet the jumping brothers now, and you can't meet them with a filthy body.”

"You said you had a bath. You can wash it well with it."

"Oh, not enough. I've got to clean up the whole grain of sand in my ears."

"That's right, humans are a bit dirty. It's human to just wear dirty clothes and eat with your dirty hands. He eats whatever goes bad.”

Most of the people in the memory of the Ming Dynasty did so. Their history stopped half a million years ago, and the humans of the time were actually far from cleanliness.

"I don't."

I was dumbfounded when I answered.

Jin even had to explain for a while how well he was "cleaning up," and the Ming dynasty listened with a suspicious, low-nose voice.

"......you know how to wash better than you think."

"What should I do? The Seven-two brothers. He's very stubborn about it's very stubborn.”

"Well!"

Belize put her finger on Jean's ankle. They are thinking about whether it would be okay to let them wash themselves.

"First of all, I wash myself and come out. Then, if we fall short of our standards, we get a helping hand without saying a word. Do you understand?"

"Okay."

I washed myself for three hours in a bathhouse on one side of the dialysis machine. I took a pathological bath to avoid being criticized, but I felt refreshed.

It's my first bath in the desert, so it' The bathhouse also had fruits and traditional cookies from the Ming Dynasty, so I could enjoy a simple meal.

On the way here, it seemed that the Tushinjeon, unlike its name, also served as a kind of square. Most of the Ming royal family, who did not come to greet them through the gate, gathered on the first floor of the temple to read books or chat.

"Pass."

said Tantel, sticking out his Ming royal traditional dress. The clothes were tailored for the winners who would come one day.

"Good wash, I burned off what I wore."

"I didn't expect you to come here and get praised for washing well. It was unexpectedly noisy, your kind. I thought you'd look like a madman in a fight.”

"We are people, too. A thousand years have been stopped since Temer, so everyone's a little excited."

When Jean tried to tie Bradamante to his waist, the tantel shook his head.

"You should not carry weapons when you meet a suicide fighter. Is that so?"

"That's a big leap. You think you're a threat to your brother because you're wearing a sword?”

"Then?"

"Because for the time being the sword is not to be used here. I saw earlier that it seemed to be the brother sword of Barissada, which Temer used, but you have to use another sword when you learn to use it."

"Why?"

"The sword will assist you with your vigor. Then you can't train properly. You'll stop in the room where you'll stay and then go to your jumping brothers, so leave the sword there."

The room that Jean would use was simple. One bed and one small bookcase were all, and the Tussinjeon Hall was not a single luxury, unlike the outer city.

"When you go to the main hall, you'll find the Chil-tu brothers you saw earlier. But the atmosphere will be completely different, so don't panic and just answer the questions well. As I said before, don't say useless things."

"When does the Sword of the Sword begin?”

"That's a matter for the jumping brothers to decide. The test you passed is the minimum standard, and the moment the jumping brothers decide it's too early, you might just have to go back the way you came.”

Jean opened her eyes at the sound of a bolt from the blue.

"It's forced from one to ten.”

"Don't you think you'd have to put up with it if you wanted to learn a forcefully strong martial art? If we had confronted the gods with the sword, the result would have been different than it is now."

Tantel's heart was getting brighter and brighter as he neared the main hall. He seemed to be influenced by the energy of King Myeong-wang, who is known to have committed suicide.

Chapter end