Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 188

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:04:47 PM

After becoming a brother of the Ming dynasty, Jin had only two weeks left.

During the four days, he was trained by the Tuwangs and engaged in combat with ordinary warriors. It was a four-day battle with 64 ordinary fighters daily, with bare hands and no skills.

As the time approached to leave Laparosa, and as the time approached to launch a compass-deception operation with colleagues outside.

The impatience was growing.

The operation to take the compass is likely to be more dangerous than any other battle you've ever had with your colleagues.

It is an operation that has to deal with Jipple and Kinselo at the same time. There will certainly be outstanding figures from each force at the spot where the compass is retrieved, and Jin and his party will "without fear" hit them and take away the goods.

'Gaju or the general will not be present in person as it's a secret collection, but they will never send any of the flimsyllable.'

Of course, the losing party was made up of a lot of characters. Jean, Murakan, Quikantel, Kashmir, Alisa. Such a five-year-old power would not dare to touch it.

But what if the White Night or the Tower of Zipple appeared in large numbers in the Empire of Belado?

The Kinselo side was also a problem. There are three nine-star wizards confirmed by the Seven Colors, and there is no knowing how many warriors there are above Goltep.

'On the day of the operation, if the powerful people of Jipple and Kinselo thought they couldn't handle it, they decided to withdraw quietly......if not this time, we don't know when we can take away the compass.'

Jonah's information from the sculpture workshop in Bubar was a natural disaster that was hard to find twice.

I had to make it work. To do so, he trained here to go to hell called the Mitra Desert.

"You seem unkindly troubled, Brother Qin."

Just as I was about to head to the training ground to meet the Tuwangs, I heard a familiar voice.

"Ban brothers."

"Can you tell me what's going on.”

"It's because of the outside world. I need to work with my colleagues, and I wonder if I have enough power."

"It's a bad thing."

"What?"

"The brothers came out of the main hall of the Tushinjeon Hall and faced the energy of the Tuwang brothers face-to-face, but there was no sign of fear. The enemies the brothers have to deal with outside, they can't be stronger than us."

The Ming Dynasty looked rather sloppy and foolish.

If they could only leave Laprarosa, the landscape of the outside world would simply change at once. With only 77 people left since they were already destroyed.

I could feel it even more acutely after I became a brother.

Among them, jumping and fighting are two different types. I don't think we can kill them even if the whole Zipple comes at us.

"I'm not afraid to get hurt. But what if my colleagues go wrong? Some of my colleagues are weaker than me."

Half looked at Jean with a soft look. Something was swaying in the dark, blue and deep eyes.

It was in the past. Before I jumped, those old days when I had the same worries as Jean.

Those awful questions that constantly haunted her even after she was destroyed by the gods.

"I'd like to say it's still early."

"What are you worrying about?"

"Yes, the Jin brothers are not as simple or stupid as the other brothers. They must be fighting because they're worthy enemies. It's never too late to start when you have to fight an enemy you can't handle. Now only anguish increases."

"But it's true that these guys, Jipple and Kinselo, are tough."

Then half smiled.

"You don't know your brother yet.”

Instead of answering, Jin thought about it.

You don't know me very well.

What does that mean? Does that mean I'm stronger than I think, or does that mean I'm not the one to worry about Gipple and Kinselo?

Van doesn't know Zipple and Kinselo. Even if she knew, she couldn't be as intimidating as Jean felt.

While one thought passed through Jin's mind, half opened his mouth again.

"From now on, you'd better spend time with me until you leave.”

"Do you mean that the investment brothers will direct you? I haven't finished the training of the Tuwang brothers yet.

"Brothers are the only human beings who can save us. So what the brothers are shaking is that the whole Ming dynasty is shaking."

"What is that?"

"I'll hold you, relieve you and wipe you off. The brother's heart. So that the brother can see himself straight."

It was the sword that half put out.

"The signature of the beacon. It's my sword. Boras hammered it for the brothers to use."

* * *

Chaeng!

Jean and half the sword struck.

It was only the first time Jin had checked the blade of Sigmund's blade, which was only after the ninth day of his sword.

The pale and blue sword, as if it were made from melting the blue jade, is made up of perfectly the same size as the bradamante.

For nine days.

Half have killed the gin more than nine thousand times.

There is only one thing that Ban has asked Jin.

If you think you won't die instantly even if you pull the sword out in front of you, then you should find it. In that sense, Jean is as much murdered by her.

This is my first choice because I think I'll die instantly.

"Whoa..."

Anyone can pull a sword at a class that is just standing.

However, it was not allowed for anyone to mix the half and the half entirely.

"Good blow.”

Half laughed as they snarled.

"How does it feel to be dead for nothing? Brother Qin, you can do this.”

Nine thousand useless deaths.

That's what Ban described the past day, when Jean sweated before him and couldn't find her.

"......not a match.”

"There weren't that many people who could mix me and the sword twice before our time stopped.”

In the course of nine days, no real swordsmanship has increased at all. It's only natural that you stood still.

"The Jin brothers already had the ability to blend in with me even before the ninth day. You have enough faith and skill, but you've been beaten all the time because you don't know your own martial arts."

Ban sent Jin a day to confirm the fact.

"The anguish obscures itself. Now that your hair is clean, you see, this is what the Jin brothers have. You can share a match with me."

Jean had no choice but to think of this by stealing her forehead.

'How many of the uninhabited people I know, who can share a union with the half brothers?'

Except for a few people who came to mind right away. Just as few people come to mind who can share the whole argument with the public.

"If he didn't know himself until the end and didn't get his signature, he was going to retrieve it again."

"Now, no matter how many times I've tried, I think I'll be able to get in sync with my half brother."

"Now that we have confirmed what was possible in the first place, it is a matter of course."

Jean smiles awkwardly.

It is sometimes more amazing than growth to know one's strength exactly. Jean was no longer worried about the upcoming June 1st.

"Now it's all right to let the brothers go outside with ease up. Next time we meet, let's look forward to sharing a bond with me. I'll say hello to my brothers and go back tomorrow morning.”

As soon as Jean was about to bend her head, half held him gently on the chin.

"Brothers and sisters do not calculate the silver."

That night, all the Ming royalty gathered and held a banquet for the evening. The wine glass circled until it ran out of jewellery, and Jean wanted to give this strong, innocent race a big gift one day.

Gifts can be given even if they are not in return for grace.

"Good-bye, brother. We must remember the achievements of the brothers.”

* * *

May 17, 1797.

When I got out of Laparosa, it was an endless desert of ivory. Blackish light, Laprasa. The warmth I experienced there seemed to be a dream, but the desert sun was only severe.

Dressed in Boras' newly woven clothes and robes, Jean again went out into the desert.

Two days of walking, Oasis came out, and one more day of walking, and a forest path was seen. It was the forest road that I came with a towed guide to reach the Great Barrier.

"It's not crossing the Great Wall, it's a return.'

It was rather fortunate. If there were rumors of crossing the street, there might be rumors all over the world about the birth of a great adventurer. There are more than one or two people who have seen the camp in the land of the Sioux.

"Oh, man! The Great Bar! The One You Went!"

"Dark flames, my friend!"

It was around the time of the end of the forest road that they had finished bartering with the western Geumseol people and encountered the water-tailed seafarers who were heading back to Yucayuca market.

"Dead, not human. Thank God!"

"Worried, they did, everybody."

"Due, pain, did you? Overcoming."

On May 25, there was still five days to spare. It would be fine to go leisurely, chatting with them for about three or four hours.

"Human, by the way, no, yukayukaro, mask."

"Why?"

"A few days ago, Red-Ho people, came."

"The wicked, the bastards, the whole thing, the act, the act!"

"A little, turn around, use the mecamera, market side, passageway, use."

It took another three or four days to get back to the mecca market. That would have made it too short, and it could have been too late if it would have been too soon.

"No, then it's too late. There's a must-go place by the end of May. Isn't there any secret passage around here?"

"No, this way."

"Then let's just go."

"City, it's on, they'll kill, they don't know, humans."

All the way to the Yucayuka market, he said, "I'm worried about the water tails." I even dragged the camp with my dainty hand, saying, "Please go back," but it was a problem that I couldn't even give up as a gin.

Therefore, the encounter between Jin and two Red-House Suin at the entrance to Yukayuka's market was a foreseen result.

"Uh, I'm in trouble."

"Human, how, do you."

"We, money, pay, we can. You, no. Maybe."

"First of all, pretend you don't know me and go the way you used to go. Okay?"

The water-tailed gentry looked back nervously as they passed the camp first. The Red-Ho people receive money from them, hit them in the back of the head, and let them pass through the road.

If you get paid, I'll let you go. Why would you hit me? Those little bastards.'

If the Baengnang were a dirty and eccentric warrior, the Red Tiger were as strong a bully as the warrior.

The two Red-Ho people, who had been staring at the camp for a while, have been openly arguing.

"Hey, hey, man there, come here. You're standing right in front of me, and you're taking off your clothes off! Open your butt."

"Oh, I think he's pretty good-natured. Do you want me to get you want some?”

"Kill, you'll love it...….”

But the closer the gin gets.

The Red-House prisoners somehow couldn't speak.

'What, what, what, what? This man. What the hell is this energy?!'

Not only did he lose his words, but his legs trembled regardless of his will.

A thin saliva flowed from the mouth, the hair of the whole body stood on edge, and the stomach felt as if it would melt away.

That's what fear is imprinted on instinct.

The energy of a great tribe that often tore and trampled on them was all wrapped around the camp.

Half a million years have passed since they disappeared, but these two young Red-Ho people, who shudder with fear, have never even heard of their names.

Animals were afraid of natural enemies without anyone teaching them.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...…!”

"Ahhhhhhhhhahaha!

Red-hands screeched at reflexively erecting their fingernails.

"Get out."

But even if Jean said so, the Red Hawks sat down instead of attacking and urinated to make the floor full.

"Sa, save me. Save me...... please."

They couldn't even dare to look up at the camp.

Chapter end