Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 363

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:00:20 PM

"Maybe if I hadn't told you, your sister wouldn't have known forever.

"If she did, she'd probably be...….”

You would have informed me and the other riders. It's for the family after all.

Mary couldn't keep up with the afterword. Before I heard this story, I wasn't sure that Rosa really only made judgments for the family now.

The sand castle of trust toward Rosa has been torn down.

"... ..whatever, you've heard a great story unexpectedly. If I reveal this in the conference room, there will surely be chaos in the family."

In the future, all riders, as well as Mary and Dipus, will move to find and protect Temer's tomb. Not only the jockey, but also the big figures of the senate, especially those who still hold on to their old and long-standing ambitions, such as Jordan.

It was because it was a rare opportunity to achieve a feat.

Some people would come forward purely for the sake of their families, and others would come forward to fulfill their desire for fame.

Whoever found or kept Themeer's tomb was bound to remain in Looncandel forever.

"Chaos. When I look back, it's always been my role in the family.”

"That's why the senate has such ugly hair."

Mary's voice was more toned down when she said so.

"Isn't that the same for your sister?"

"I don't think so. There are a lot of old people who like me. Well, I hope that after the chaos you've caused this time, some order will come. See you at the meeting."

* * *

However, Jin did not attend the next meeting. He left the family again under the pretext of his mission.

'I'm glad I finally had an assignment.'

After all, the central theme of the meeting will be Themeer's tomb.

Jean had nothing to gain from attending the meeting where Mary would detonate a bomb.

'Is Mary embarrassed that I'm missing? But they would have pushed ahead with the public debate, so the conference room must be in a mess by now.'

I'm sorry I didn't see the scenery in person, but I didn't want to get caught up in a tiring situation for no reason.

Jean was thinking of returning slowly. By the time all the people who deserve to be on stage are ready and begin their full-fledged activities.

'Ten days, or fifteen days. That'll be enough to get you back. This mission is rather heavy. Oh, if it's the rescue of the royal family who's being kidnapped by a naval fort, isn't it that great for a flagging mission?'

Of course, Jin did not solve the big task himself.

Bellop Schmitz, this time again he was going to rescue the royal family on behalf of Jean.

I'm a little worried if he'll make it, while Jean thinks so.

Bellop was screaming, searching through all the offshore fortifications near Beemment. Where the hell is the rescue target, shouting? The blades of the mercenaries flying incessantly were a bonus.

'Cheer up, Belop.'

There was one more person who needed to cheer up.

Not exactly a person, but a dragon.

Jean was about to visit Tikan to see the dragon wake up.

"You're here, Confucius."

"Woo-oh! It's Confucius Jean!"

"Hello!"

As they entered the mansion, Kashmir, Enya and Zet welcomed the camp at the same time. Other colleagues also gathered to greet each other.

Enya also looked at her back as usual and said her autograph, while Jean was writing softly on the back of her shirt like water.

"It's always sitting on meaningless autographs."

When Murakan disheveled Enya's hair, Alisa smiled.

"Don't you have a hobby in collecting meaningless booklets?"

"Alisa, that's not true. How can it be meaningless to collect such noble books? More than that, this smell. Hm, Quikantel. Looks like you've got a good dose of medicine."

Sniffing, sniffing Murakan with his nostrils. It was no different from what he described as medicine.

ozdock's inner circle

Ever since Jean saved Nathan, Quikantel has stayed up all night to add the spirit tablets. To wake up the guardian dragon Caltor of Julian.

He told Picon that he wasn't interested in the secret mastery. Murakando's dragon seemed to be tolerated, but the smell of the spirit made my mouth water.

"Well, you're not dead yet. Quikantel's English medicine has been incredibly sweet since a long time ago. So, how's that Caltor guy doing? Is there any improvement?"

Since his rescue, Caltor has been nothing but a dead body.

Mac was barely able to pinpoint even his name and hardly breathed.

The broken bone didn't show any sign of reattaching, and the wound barely healed left a scar.

Anyone who saw it would have thought it was already dead. The dragon, fatally wounded in the heart, could never rise again on its own.

Even Murakan, who was the strongest dragon in the world, had been asleep for a thousand years after injuring his heart.

Even that would not have woken up now if Jean had not found the stormy cellar.

"There is a roadway. However, Quikantel said that he needs to be extremely careful in feeding the spirit because his body is too weak.”

Ratri looked anxiously at the door over there. Beyond the door was the room where Missha had healed Murakhan in the past.

"That means you need a little more time."

"Yes, but you said there's nothing you can't wake up, so you don't have to worry."

"What are you worried about?….”

That's how Murakhan answered, but he slipped his eyes toward Julian sitting in the corner. He seemed to be concerned about it in its own way.

Julian skipped meals for days and sat there waiting for Caltor to wake up.

Jean was trying to offer him words of consolation but just swallowed it. Some talk seemed never too late to tell after Caltor's consciousness returned.

"By the way, I don't see Veris."

"Oh, my teacher is working now. The 2nd Litra refreshment store is scheduled to open soon, and I think you'll be the chef there. Ratri says you have a lot of talent.….”

Enya still had Veris as his teacher.

And Veris was now teaching magic with all his heart, giving up pushing away.

'In the hounds of Tymoon Marius, the chef of the refreshment store...….'

The daily life of baking cookies was now more familiar than in the days when people were killed by orders as a hunting dog and a modified genius wizard.

'Wonak was raised as a murder doll since childhood, so I wondered if a normal life would be possible after losing magic. You seem to fit in surprisingly well.'

Somehow Jonah was a rising gin. It would be great if his youngest sister could live a normal life someday.

"What about Kuzan?"

"Mr. Kuzan went to check on the work of the Seven Colors earlier...... Uh, there he is.”

Naturally, the party's head went back to Kuzan, who had just entered the corridor.

He was holding up seven-colored papers full of both hands, and as soon as he saw Jean, he gave a nod and threw them all away.

Shake it!

"Hey! Be careful, man."

Jet ran quickly and helped organize the fallen documents. And tonight, a drink? I laughed as I saw him making a gesture of hitting a glass in the air. The two hit it off unexpectedly.

"Prince, I was going to call you anyway. You've come at the right time. A letter came to Confucius."

There was only one letter from Tikan to Jin.

'Is it Valeria!'

Geez! I opened the letter as soon as I got it.

(Found traces of the Myo people. It's a forest named Wantaramo, west of the Kiken Empire. I'm sure you know it's not a normal forest.

Let's meet and talk about the details. Come to the largest inn in the southwest of the Kiken Empire by September 19.

And I'm out of cosmetics. Please take care of me a little.)

It was a three-month-long call.

And Valeria kept the boastful fact that she wanted to find the Myo people.

Until now, the Seven Colors had been searching for the tomb's family with the largest number of people available, but they were frustrated because they could not find even a small clue.

It was difficult to find a tombstone that much. It took at least three months to find it because of the recording magic.

'By the way, Wantaramo......? I've never heard of a name. What do you mean, it's not an ordinary forest?'

Valeria thought Jean would know, but the Wantaramo Forest was an unfamiliar name even though she felt the memory of her past life.

"What are you saying, little man? Did they find the tombstone?"

"I didn't find it completely, but I think I found a trace. It's a forest called Wantaramo in the Kiken Empire, do you know what it is?"

"Wantaramo? There's a forest like that?”

In the midst of a total stranger to other colleagues, only one. Kashmir clapped his hands as if he had thought of something.

"I remember hearing my father and his lieutenants talking about a forest called Wantaramo when I was a prince. I forgot because I was so young, but the name reminds me of it. I was about seven or eight."

"Oh, Mimul. That's right, your boy. You were a royal family, right? It's the land of the Empire, so you must have heard of it."

It's not an ordinary forest.

Except for Murakan, colleagues were carefully examining the passage in the letter Jean had dropped.

"The Empire's emperors and their lieutenants wouldn't have talked about a forest in the Empire that most people in the world wouldn't even know existed. There must be something in the woods."

Jean nodded as Kashmir spoke.

If, as he said, the name the emperor could discuss directly with his lieutenants, it meant that it was never an ordinary forest.

"Sir Kashmir, do you have anything else in mind?"

"I don't think there is...... Oh! At that time, I told you that the lieutenants failed to negotiate with Wantaramo. Now that I think about it, it's a strange memory. I can't believe the Empire's lieutenants are talking about the forests of the Empire and the Empire.”

There could not be any bargaining between the forests of the Empire and the Empire.

extraterritoriality

The Wantaramo forest belonged to the territory of Bemont, but was not ruled.

"Little boy, once you get there, you'll tell me what that Aria Aulhart is like. Do you have any complication?"

Murakan was right.

"I know my opponent knows everything, but I'm afraid he'll be embarrassed if he doesn't know anything."

Jean shrugged and smiled.

Chapter end