Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 360

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:00:23 PM

"Then you're going to say that from the start, this is making a fool of you.”

Murakan let go of the pecon he was holding. Peacon coughed in shame.

I can't use a fire to touch Bradamante alone now that I don't have my old stove. That's why we need Magum's power.]

"Loud, make it quick. Anyway, it's a lie every time I open my mouth. Do you know how strong Ozdock was?"

[Looking at the inside, I can guess...]….]

Peacon looked at me with greedy eyes.

It's a look that comes from the heart of being able to complete Bradamante, but for those who don't know the circumstances, Picon will seem to be filling in the corrupted desire.

"I didn't know what would have happened if I trusted you this time. Oh, I'm pissed off again. Blow this up."

[Hahaha. Everybody follow me. Let's go finish the work right away!]

A pecon that hums down to the ground.

Murakan shook his head at the back, and Jean shrugged.

"When I was a human being, I couldn't help being self-respecting, and he was always squealing whenever anyone came to me. I think those days were less nasty. He became a god and he got a little weird.”

"Well, you're the reason I started looking for Themeer's grave. He's only a little mischievous, he's a good guy.”

"Hen, why do you owe it to that bald head to start looking for his grave? Thanks to Solderlet."

The two also followed the Picon down to the basement. There was a secret blacksmith shop built by Jean in the basement, which was much larger than a house built on the ground.

Eyes were turned on the huge anvil in the middle. On the anvil, Bradamante was shining brightly.

Aegeom, or companion.

After gaining it as a cadet, Bradamante was no different from Jin's alter ego.

'I haven't swung him for months already. I'm looking forward to it...….'

The Picon placed the inner hem on the bradamante.

Then, as I said just now, I cut out about 30 percent with a hand knife, as if I didn't have to use it all. A fairly hard inner shell was cut gently like a dough.

"Hey, don't even think about taking it."

[You know who's the thief. I don't want to. And I don't have a guardian dragon yet. Jean, what's the rest of this for? You're gonna use it to restore his heart?]

The innards of a demon act as a great spirituality for a dragon. It was not impossible to restore the heart of a destroyed dragon, especially if it was the inner end of a monster about Ozdock.

But Murakan snorted.

"I don't know what you're talking about. A bald head, the heart of this body can't help it. If I could only have fixed my heart that much, I would have been looking for a demon with a kid."

[Then?]

"There's a dragon I need, not me. I'm going to feed him."

The brain dragon Caltor, the guardian dragon of Julian.

Jean was thinking of using the remaining inner layers for him.

Yum.

The peconine ate up my appetite as if it was a shame. There was a little expectation that if Jean gave her the remaining inner dan, she could produce another weapon.

Peacon, of course, was only greedy for the act of "making" itself as a blacksmith, and had little interest in the personal gain from it.

"I'm thinking of saving Nathan as soon as I hear the news of the devil. If you don't have to use it in a hurry, I'll support you, so don't be too sad."

As Jean read the mind and spoke, Picone grinned.

[Really?]

"Yes. Now that I know that the internal organs are also used in bowel movements, I need to make weapons for my colleagues and my knights."

[All right, all right. I'm glad I became a god. Now, let's get to work.]

said Picone, hiding behind Jean's back.

[Bradamante opens fire!]

"......here?"

[What's the matter?]]

"There won't be a cellar left in the energy of the fire."

[I'll help you with that, so don't worry about it and open it up. I'll try to converge as much as possible on one point as possible, Bradamante. Instead, you shouldn't push me away even if you feel my power involved.]

"Okay."

Fluttering!

As I pulled up the force, the flames erupted. At the same time, Jin's two eyes were colored with flames, and mana and a stream began to flow through the loon characters carved on Jin's whole body.

The energy of flames, huge enough to flinch even Murakhan, filled the basement in an instant.

No matter how gin it may be, I could not concentrate all this great flames on a small object called Bradamante.

Not only the basement but also the surrounding land could be burned down.'

at a moment of sudden anxiety

Poooooooooooooooooo!

Another "fire" has been thrown out in the middle of the flames of the industrial fire, which has just begun to bloom.

Colonization does not only require iron and iron. Fire was also an integral part of blacksmith's art, so the god of blacksmiths also had the ability to deal with flames.

The fire of the pickon mingled with the uptrend to make the way. Thanks to this, Jin was able to make it much easier for the flames of up-and-coming to converge into Bradamante.

[Um, not enough yet!]]

At the end of the Picone's words, chrysanthemum rose through the red flames. Gaah! As the summoned Tess added to his breath, Picone burst into a satisfied laugh.

[Yes, this is it!]

For such a long time, he poured out the flames until he ran out of ore and mana.

Jean had already put down her sword and was breathing hard, but the flames still headed for Bradamante, drawing a spiral. The bradamante was shining golden because of the molten inner hem.

[Well done. I'll finish it soon if you take a break.]

Jeez! Suddenly, the portal opened in front of the Picon.

What jumped out of it was a hammer that was larger than most of the generals.

A pecon that lifts it up and starts hammering.

Kkang, Quang! The sound of a giant hammer hitting Brada Mante rang out his eardrum.

Suddenly, Jean fell asleep with a feeling of strength all over her body.

* * *

September 4, 1799.

A full day has passed since the hammering began.

"Did you wake up? That took another whole day. You said a little, but you lied again."

Murakan spoke out, but added, "Well done" to the point where he could hardly be heard at the end. After finishing the work, Picone's face was very pale.

No wonder he literally swung the huge hammer without a second's rest.

Unlike his emaciated face, however, his eyes glistened with a sense of accomplishment.

"Little boy, you must have been pretty tired? I fell asleep like that. Was the fight with the Ozdock harder than you thought?”

Jean shook her head.

"I don't think so, but I'm not sure. I wasn't this tired at the time of the fire."

"I'm gonna have to make some medicine.”

Suddenly, I had a question of falling asleep, but right now I wanted to touch the completed bradamante.

The hand of the Picon, who gave the bradamante to Jean, trembled.

[Hoo-hoo, the best sword since Barissada...]….]

When the sword was held, the warmth that had not yet gone was conveyed.

And I could realize before I could even swing. It has become an item that cannot be compared to the one we used before.

[How is it?]

"The sword could change like this."

[Automatic language is armor-opening. You have the rune of the Moulta, so both the kicker and the outside have matched it.]

armor opening

Like Muleta's rune, an armor was formed immediately upon the recitation of the Baltic language into it. The spirit that came out of Bradamante wrapped his whole body.

Whoo-woo....!

Armor formed all over the body before a second had passed. Overall, it was a sleek appearance, but it was not made of steel, so instead of being glossy, it showed the unique texture of Young-gi.

There was no seams-like crevice in the armor formed by Bradamante.

Nevertheless, there was nothing wrong with moving the joints.

A perfectly sterile black armor with no sense of weight, no square. I could feel the dignity of the blacksmith's god as a masterpiece.

And the beautifully fluttering cape was impressive.

[The cloak was inserted for your dignity afterwards. Of course, it's not that it doesn't have any functions......specialized in preventing magic. Above all, the cape is removable, so it will be very useful in situations where you have to protect others. Do you like it?]

"Yes, thank you for your hard work. Mr. Picone."

[Hah, it's the first time I've seen you with that look on your face. If you check the attack's performance, it's going to rip your mouth off.]

As it said, as soon as the new spirit was injected, Jean raised the corners of her mouth.

'Different....!'

The sense was different from the previous one when the spirit was injected into Bradamante. Even though it was merely instilling spirit, it was as intense as if the sword was opened.

[The original attack side couldn't make it better, but your phoenix. Thanks to the flame of Tess, there is a new power in the bird that I don't know. You call it medium pressure, don't you think?]

There was a subtle blue energy between the black-colored blades.

It was the energy of Chunghwa. The power contained the power of the medium pressure, which was the result of the permanent injection of some of the force of the flame system while Tess was pressing the sword.

'Oh, that's why you fell asleep.'

Following the fight against Ozdock, it was a bit too much for Jin as well as for him.

The reason Qin fell asleep so suddenly was because Tess meddled in this world to the limit, using his energy.

To inject a heavy-pressure force into the sword to be used by his contractor.

Tess said that under any circumstances Jean would, so to speak. He hoped that he could use the force of heavy pressure even when he was out of mana and couldn't summon himself.

Even though Tess has great power as the god of the flame. When an ordinary blacksmith produced an ordinary weapon, he couldn't.

It was possible because the blacksmith god, who was about to be a pecon, touched the new sword called Bradamante.

Instead, it was not without any restrictions.

'Dimension doors to the pyrolysis won't open...…?'

I tried to summon Tess to express my gratitude, but even after the ceremony, the gate did not open. Only the blue flames to open the portal in the air were spreading.

Instead, is it because of the power of Chunghwa in the sword?

Jean could feel the 'will' of Tess, which was passed down on the Bradamante.

If you want to show up again on In-se, you need time to recover yourself for a while.

Chapter end