Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 258

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:03:04 PM

It was one person who got out of the mobile gate. But I couldn't identify my face accurately by wearing a mask on my hood.

"I don't think it's Veradin."

"As far as I can tell."

Jean and Dante said.

Even though his face was not visible, his body shape was completely different. The man who had escaped the mobile gate had long been in a disciplined warrior's body.

Moreover, he wore a long sword around his waist, so it could not have been Veradin.

It's my villa address. Everything that happens here is never monitored by the family, never involved.

I'll let the butler know their names and make sure they don't have a problem finding them anytime.

I remembered what Veradin said, giving me the address here.

"Oh, are you a butler? When I first came here, there was no one."

As Dante said, the two have yet to meet the character "butler." When I came to the villa, there was no one, and the door was locked, so I tore it open and waited for Veradin for three days.

"You're a little strong to be a butler."

"That's true."

The eyes of the mask touched the broken gate.

Shoot him.......

With the sound of the waves indifferent, the mask pierced for a long time to examine the broken gate. Apparently something was displeased, and the two somehow became heavy-hearted.

Sreung!

Soon, the mask pulled out a long sword.

"You seem to think there's an intruder."

"Oh, why don't you go out and be honest?"

"If that mask isn't Veradin's, it's right to kill or subdue it. You don't know, but I'm in trouble if I get caught now."

We could not rule out the possibility that the mask was the sewage of the jipple.

He picked Jindo Bradamante and triggered Multa's run. Dante had been torn for a while, then tore up the lobes to make masks and follow behind Jean.

The two men, carefully out of the corridor, settled down. Hiding at the entrance of the room on the left and right sides of the hall, respectively.

Soon I began to feel the presence of the mask. He was walking in the hall in a deadly spirit, as opposed to the two men who had killed their spirits.

As soon as the mask was about to pass in front of the room where the camp was located.

The hiding gin came upon him. Jean skillfully grabbed the back of the mask and held the blade against his neck, and at the same time dropped the sword held by Dante, who ran at the same time.

"Don't yell. You can live by answering only questions."

sheer perfect subjugation

But Jean was feeling a strange sense of incompatibility. The mask seemed to have never lost its composure, even though the blade of the knife touched its neck.

"Who are you?"

The mask did not answer.

"Don't make me ask the same question again. It's your last chance. You're no...….”

The moment Jin tries to continue his threat again.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!

Suddenly the mask's body disappeared.

To be exact, what forms his body has turned into 'water'. Therefore, Jean, who was tightening the sword around his neck, was disorganized, and Dante looked around in astonishment.

It's a dragon!

I realized it intuitively.

The mask is the dragon, especially the dragon of the god of water, Itelmione.

More than 80% of dragons working in Inse were in a situation with Zipple. Then the Water Dragon you've just met must also be the servant of the Zipple.

The Water Dragon, which turned into water, was already flowing toward the end of the corridor.

Jean and Dante, hurrying after him. Dante knew that even if Jean didn't explain, he shouldn't let that dragon run away.

However, their worries were groundless.

"I've never seen such bold men before. Veradin deserves attention."

Before he knew it, the Water Dragon shrugged, forming a human figure again at the end of the corridor.

"Stop coming at me, I thought you were an intruder and I was just trying to kill you.”

Jean and Dante looked at each other.

"......what brings you here? Did Veradin send it?”

The Water Dragon nodded as Qin saluted with a bayonet.

"What, should I say it's from Veradin? I'm the butler here. Don't look at me so strangely. Is there a law that says dragons should not be butlers?"

"I didn't say anything. I've never seen it with strange eyes.”

"Really? Then that's enough."

The Water Dragon took off its mask.

She had a fine face that didn't match her swollen muscles at all. I could even believe it was a woman when I saw her face because of her flapping blue hair that reached her shoulders.

'You mean Veradin was a contractor for Itelmione?'

At the moment, my mind was confused.

I never thought Veradin was a contractor of God. In his previous life, he was only known as nine-star, but he was never found to be a contractor.

'And the Ethelmione contractor wasn't in my previous life.'

Of course, Jean couldn't have known everything. Back then, he didn't even have an information organization like the Seven Colors, so access to undisclosed information was limited.

Above all, Veradin was a contractor. Come to think of it, there was nothing surprising. The Jipple is the family with the most contractors, and the contract with God is usually determined by 'talents and potential'.

Veradin is the most talented of the second generation of Zipple, so it was only natural that he was a contractor.

"My name is Tuyan. Looks like you're Jean Luncandel and Dante Hailan. Nice to meet you."

[Tuyan, I think there's an intruder!]]

Before Jean could answer, a new presence suddenly appeared outside the villa.

The dragon, who called the Water Dragon Tuyan friendly, lowered his long neck and looked down at the two with his head in front of the hall.

[Oh, aren't those kids Veradin told you about?]

"That's right, Pinia."

[Did you say Jean Looncandel and Dante Highran?] Nice to meet you guys! I've missed you at least once.]

Pinia turned into a human and smiled broadly.

She was a ji-ryong of the god of the earth, Rikta.

At this point, even Jin could not help but be embarrassed. Dante looks at Jin and the dragons alternately, completely bewildered.

"You're here to see Veradin?”

asked Pinia as she approached the gunshot.

"Yes."

"Maybe he'll be here in an hour. We have some things to prepare until he comes, so take a rest in the drawing room. By the way, did you break the gate?”

As the two nodded, Pinia sighed.

"Next time, there's a key under the big rock at the entrance, so if you don't have us or Veradin, open it with it. If anything breaks down, it's quite tiring to airlift the materials here.”

Jean and Dante nodded in a daze.

Then Tuyan and Pinia moved on to the warehouse next to the villa, without further explanation.

What they brought, surprisingly, was a cleaning tool.

"What are you doing? Stay in the drawing room."

Are you trying to clean up before Veradin comes?….

My mind has become complicated. Neither did Dante, he even said:

"Uh, we'll help."

"What are you talking about, I can't make you do chores. I'm going to be scolded by Veradin."

When Tuyan began to mop the floor with water forming, spraying it on the floor, Pinia pushed the two men's backs.

Jean and Dante were eventually forced to sit in the drawing room. Somehow I felt very uncomfortable.

"......are the dragons cleaning up now?"

The two dragons, as deacons, were trying to clear the villa before Veradin arrived.

"That's right. Well, I'm glad you're not the other jeeple's servants. It's a little embarrassing."

I sat still and waited for the cleaning to finish.

Dante was restless as if he had been sitting on thorns all the time, and Jean agonized over which of the two would be Veradine's guardian dragons.

'Water? Earth? Which way?'

And the trouble was resolved an hour later, as soon as Veradin arrived at the villa.

"Friends! Haha, it's so nice to see you again like this. I thought it was the last time, but my guardian dragons weren't rude, were they?"

guardian dragons

Veradin certainly expressed the dragons so, and the two dragons bowed their heads and greeted Veradin politely.

In many ways, shocking scenes followed, but Jin decided not to panic anymore.

Whether he signed with two gods or was hiding something. The fact that I risked my life against the jipple remained unchanged.

Jin also had a lot to hide from them.

"By the way, I don't know Dante, but I didn't know Jindo was here. Did you worry about me while I was wanted? I'm so touched that I'm about to cry. Look at this, my eyes here. It's moistened.”

"Have you got a little cold?"

"Yes, thanks to you. I took a quick turn back then, I would have died if it weren't for you. To my father. Oh, I thought I was actually going to die. The mana reflux was so severe that I still have a headache."

Veradin struggled to speak in a sly tone.

The three men looked at each other without a word for a moment. Then the dragons came out of the car.

"Jin."

"Uh."

"The plan is... ...you have a plan, right?”

There was a bitterness in Veradin's eyes when he said so.

He asked if he had any plans because he didn't have the right way to help Jean.

It was no use to listen to the rebellion without thinking back and forth, as when a gold bar was set on fire.

Veradin was so miserable himself. Jean saved herself, but she couldn't even help her.

He's looking for his own family, but he's looking for a camp with his eyes on Luncandel. For Veradin, there was no way for Jean to survive.

"Why are you so serious, Veradin? I'm not the kind of person who doesn't care about things like you, so I've already made a living."

"Really?"

"So don't worry about that, and I have a suggestion for you."

"What is it?"

"Get rid of the name Jipple."

Cup!

Dante spat out the tea he was holding. In addition, I dropped the teacup I was holding and burned my thigh, but I couldn't even describe it as hot.

It was because Jin's remarks were so shocking.

"I plan to completely destroy the Jipple in the future. And you don't go with that name. Your brothers who died in my hands, and your uncle, were all doing terrible things, including biopsy."

"As expected, it was you who hurt my uncle...….”

It was revealed to the world that Muron Zipple's death was now "bamel," or Jin's. It was thanks to Dino's re-announcement of the tragedy of Colon when he wrote an article about the Holy Land incident.

"How far do you know?"

"What?"

"Jipple, what your family is preparing."

Veradin smiled bitterly.

"Well, I don't know. How far did I know?"

"I'm asking you seriously.”

"I answered seriously, too, Jean Looncandel. Have you ever experienced anything like this? I'm trying to keep a diary, but when I checked the diary I wrote yesterday, I found that it was completely different from my memory.….”

"What?"

"My memory is being manipulated. By someone. Originally, I thought you were the culprit, because you've never done this since he died. But look at this."

Veradin took the note out of his arms and opened it.

It contained a diary on December 25, 1797, the day after Jin made his identity public.

(December 25, 1797)

I would have died yesterday if it weren't for him. I'm fed up with the family's judgment, but I never thought I'd lose my temper like that....... His jaw still tingles. I saved my life thanks to you. He was right in his judgment.

My father might have killed me if he had harmed the wizards of the family.

It almost ended with them. I hope they're both safe.)

The name was not written, but it was referring to Dante and Jean.

"It's a diary I wrote as soon as I finished treating the mana reflux. However, after further treatment, I lost my memory of this day. I can't even remember the moment I set fire to a gold bar. When I said I didn't know you'd be looking at Neohill the minute I got here, I only acted based on this diary and articles."

Chapter end