Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 199

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:04:32 PM

Gains!

The poet cut the seal of the letter with his index finger.

It's been almost seven months since I received the last letter, so it's been a long time. In other words, Siron enjoys the "only joy" of today in seven months.

'It's been a long time since I've been covered in mana blood. I can't believe the housekeeper is having so much fun.….'

Khan smiled inwardly.

Recently, Kashmir had not sent a letter at all, so it was burning to Cannes. I couldn't even tell where the youngest was doing or what he was doing.

Fortunately, the letter seemed to be filled with sentences that filled the heart of the household.

'The Ming and the Young Sword.'

The two swordsmanship described in the letter caught the eye of Siron for a long time.

"I heard there's a guy named Bamel out there. Have you heard?"

"Yes, my name came out at the home meeting. He said he could be a contractor for Paytel. I don't know if he was single or had a colleague, but he killed five Baengnang Assassins on the island of the Empire of Belado. I don't think he's an ordinary person."

"Everyone will be surprised to know it's the youngest."

"Yes?"

"Keep silent. Also take appropriate measures to ensure that riders do not become overly concerned."

"I'll take it."

The poem finished reading the letter.

All the contents of the compass were missing, and it was full of only Jin's visit to Laparosa and his confrontation with Kinselo and Zipple. It was written without omission that Siris of the palace helped.

Ciron didn't feel bad even though he knew Kashmir intentionally hid the information. The sword is not a man himself, but a man.

"Khaha..."

The ground shook lightly at the lowly burst of laughter.

"You look pleased, my lord."

"You'll have no choice but to laugh at this passage, too."

In the first chapter of the letter, which was presented as a poem, this was written.

(Dear Sir Ciron, this is what Confucius, who lost last night at a drinking party, said to me. I think I can compete with my father now. Oh, what an amazing story...….)

Khan's expression hardened.

"The ear, he must have gone mad. That's what the youngest master said. Whatever you do, you have to filter it out, interpret it, and let it know! I'm gonna go and warn them...….”

"Kahn, have you ever heard of the Ming dynasty?"

"Yes, as far as I know, the loser of the world half a million years ago is an unknown species."

"It seems that the youngest met the Ming royal family through some sort of ordeal that Solderlet had made. There's a character among them, Tussin, who, in Jean's words, is probably as strong as I am."

Khan couldn't pick out the answer.

Where in the world is there a man who can rival the theory of poetry by himself? Furthermore, the king of the Ming Dynasty, which was known to have been destroyed half a million years ago, could only sound absurd to Khan.

But the youngest leader and the sword wouldn't have dared to lie. Khan waited patiently for the next word of Zion.

"The youngest's logic is that he has mixed with him and can do the same to me. Haha, it's so cute that I'm about to cry.”

"To tell you the truth, I think the former youngest master said this because he still lacks knowledge of nothing. It's growing so fast, but it's only 17."

Khan is a man who has seen with his own eyes the seventeen years of all the second-generation pure blood of Looncandels, as well as the children of Siron.

Even Luna, who was always recognized as the strongest, could not mix the 17 yen poem with the letter, so it was natural that she did not believe the contents of the letter.

"Kan."

"Yes, my lord."

"He never once said he could do anything he couldn't do to me."

Khan bowed his head hastily at the remark.

"I made a slip of the tongue."

"I didn't mean to be a tree. But this time, I'm curious too. Will the youngest be able to take responsibility for what I say? If, as you say, you're just losing your insight, you'll be very disappointed."

Khan immediately recognized the hidden meaning of the words of the Siron.

Siron wants to check Jin's skills firsthand.

"Shall we bring the youngest Master back to the Black Sea quietly?"

a stirring argument

"No, you don't have to."

"I don't think the housekeeper is going to visit Tikan himself...….”

"That would be too harsh for him."

If Zion finds Tikan himself, all the world's attention will be focused at once. That makes Tikan no longer a safe home for Jean. All kinds of big powers will start planting people in the T-Kahn.

Si-ron, who had once swept down his beard, smiled.

"Do you have any paper?”

"Here you are."

Soon Xiron moved the pen and began to write something down. The way he smiles the whole time he writes.

Whenever this happened, Khan was in a strange mood. After Luna gave up her throne, it was a housekeeper who had for some time completely lost his smile.

After finishing the writing, the poet put out a piece of paper to Khan.

What he wrote was a letter. And the compartment that saw the recipient's name on the first head opened its eyes wide.

'He's...!'

No seals, no orders not to read. Khan hurriedly put the letter into his arms without checking the contents. He won't look at the content until it's delivered to the receiver.

"Kan."

"Yes."

"Give your letter, and receive two bottles of with my name written on them by the butler Heinz. Give one bottle to Talaris, and bring one bottle to me in ten days."

"Okay, then, I'll step down."

* * *

July 21, 1797.

Two men in red masks and blue uniforms visited the Tikan Free City.

The costume is worn by the Beacon Special Forces during 'official' activities. And red masks were only allowed to the special forces' leaders.

Special Rental Unit 3 Code Name Rats, Special Rental Unit 4 Code Name Chris.

As soon as they appeared at the gate, the Tikan garrison was put on alert. Two special lease chiefs came out of nowhere in this peaceful and leisurely city, so it had to be.

It took less than 10 minutes for the terminal patrol to report their visit to the defense captain Alisa.

'I didn't come here after Quikantel and Enya.'

Quikantel and Enya are now the unofficial wanted men of Beaumont. If you'd come to catch them, you wouldn't be the only two to come, and you'd come to the dark.

'Did you find a clue about Confucius Jean?'

Fortunately, it didn't seem so either.

Only the visit was sudden, but they visited Kashmir's mansion with a polite attitude.

Kashmir's mansion is externally home to seven-color leaders called the "Seven People's Society." Among them, made up of former loyalist families in Beiment, were those who had met Rats and Chris.

Just because you know someone doesn't mean you're close. The Seventh Men were exiled with Kashmir, so it was rather a prickly relationship.

The seven-color crew waiting all over the city informed the losing party of their visit.

"You certainly didn't come to see me. Well, I can't even guess right away.”

"Just in case, Confucius hid in another room with Miss Enya and Quikantel. I'll meet him in person, figure it out, and send him back as soon as possible."

The emergency call-up of the seven members and Kashmir stepped out to the drawing room.

Neither Kashmir nor special rentals had weapons, but there was tension between them.

It was a natural atmosphere as it was a meeting between the last descendants of the exiled prince and the loyalist family and the emperor's special forces.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Kashmir."

Then Kashmir smiled.

"What brings you here? The special rent leaders. You must be busy, so start with the business."

a polite but cold tone of speech

The promoters of special rental took a piece of paper out of their arms.

It was a check stamped with the seal of Emperor Beemment, and there was a life in Kashmir's eyes.

"......what is this?"

"Your Majesty has asked for cooperation with the Seven Colors. The payment will be 500,000 gold coins, and the contents will be double the amount of gold after the work is done."

"Ha ha."

Boo-wook! Kashmir ripped the check.

"Sir Kashmir, this is an act of contempt for the imperial family, especially for directly defaming you."

"I don't think the Emperor is honorable enough to discuss insults, Mr. Chris. He must have made fun of me and asked me to come back, so please tell him that he has succeeded enough."

"You are mistaken, Lord Kashmir. You know that, don' It's been a hot topic lately. Your Majesty just wants to talk to him before the Zipple. So we're gonna cooperate...….”

"Inooh!"

Suddenly Kashmir jumped to his feet and shouted.

"You mean you don't see the descendants of the old vantageal loyal subjects? For I have lost my position as a prince, and their loyalty has been betrayed. How dare you think you guys are allowed to fool around?"

While Kashmir bawled with bloodshot eyes, the leaders remained calm.

After a moment of silence, Rats opened his mouth.

"......I have not seen your irreverent words and deeds about Your Majesty. But please forgive us for interrupting your rest. I'm going back."

Special rentals took the torn checks and stood up.

They turned back the way they had come straight and left the mansion, and Kashmir only calmed down his anger after confirming that the backside was gone.

"It's been a long time since I've done a decent performance."

Kashmir's anger was a fake. No, anger is real, but it was only the intended production that revealed it to the leaders.

"I could hear your voice up to here.”

"I will be swayed by old feelings, and I will be seen as a fool who has never forgotten my old position, and the Emperor will think that my family and this land can be at will at any time."

Jean had yet to hear why Kashmir had become the "Last Prince." One day Kashmir is waiting for him to tell himself.

"I'm sure the emperor didn't just send someone to make fun of me. Confucius must be very curious, if the Seven Colors want to collaborate with the Special Forces."

"It's probably because of Quikantel and Enya. I've seen Ratz wearing a black helmet and with them together. The Beams would have thought they'd know where they were if they got me."

"Five hundred thousand gold coins, that's a bit of a waste. Maybe it was an opportunity to make up for the money I gave to the Cosmos Pirates, haha."

At that time, Jet came running for two people.

"Nauri, Lord Kashmir!"

"My ears are going to drop, Jet."

"An elderly woman, whose identity is unknown, has come to support the Seven Colors.”

"Hmm? Isn't that something the executives and the crew can handle? Besides, I can't identify you, what the hell does that mean?"

"That's... ..the donations are not normal, so I think I've loaded a large sailboat with gold.More, so the men rushed through it, and I don't know who he was."

"Nobody? Today's a day with a lot of unusual customers. Where is the old lady now?"

"He's coming to the mansion."

Chapter end