Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 399

Published at 4th of February 2022 11:59:28 AM

As expected, Dante calmly looked up at his grandfather.

The pupils of the eyes disturbed Ron's mind.

Dante, the grandson he thought, was a tough man.

No one in Hylan had ever imagined that his grandson, born naturally weak and dwarf, would become the next housekeeper.

Ron's full support is due to Dante's strong support until he beats his father, his brothers and all his brothers to become the next perfect housekeeper.

Behind the support was tough training.

Dante's struggle to climb the stairs of the sword, trying hard to make his neck hang, was an unforgettable impression to Ron.

It was not the spirit or will that people often call great.

It was a training that even the most powerful and rare of the ten-star fighters had to have the will to speak their tongues.

It's already been 17 years since all the training started at the age of five.

If you've endured that harsh growth, or if you can bear it. Everyone will have no choice but to embrace a huge evil spirit deep in their hearts.

Therefore, Ron has believed that his grandson would not be a good and righteous man.

The world was not a fairy tale. Sometimes there were times when we had to not hesitate with the mob like Looncandel, and sometimes we had to do all kinds of dirty things, just like all the other big powers.

To do such a thing without any remorse, is fundamental to becoming the head of a group.

But contrary to faith, Dante, who had been watching, had never fallen in love with his innate good nature.

'Yes, Dante. My grandson. You were originally such a child.'

Suddenly, such an idea passed through Ron's mind.

Even if Dante becomes a housekeeper or rolls in the mud, it is only his wish to seize power and command the world.

'You've endured so much pain to keep yourself as yourself. Or maybe the way he wielded the sword was because he liked it.'

If I change my mind a little bit.

The superhuman will might have kept Dante's character straight.

Anyone could fall into temptation once or twice.

The temptation to be stronger easily, to gain power more easily, to get rid of competitors more easily...….

His grandson had never shown interest in such temptations. He just swung the sword silently.

"... ...that would be the value only you have, grandson."

"Your grandfather?"

Ron smiled as Dante questioned the contextless story.

"Dante. You can't form an alliance with Looncandel. Because no one in the family wants that."

To Dante, who nods heavily.

"I know that."

"But in the future, when you use memory manipulation magic, you will need a means to stop it."

Ron put his hand on Dante's shoulder and continued to talk.

"This old man is Jean Looncandel, your friend is looking for the means. I think it's already in possession."

Gradually Dante's eyes grew bigger.

"So let you not be the man of Jean Looncandel, but let Jean Looncandel be your man. Then when you become a housekeeper, no one will object to your decision."

"Grandfather!"

"Of course it's possible then when your friend is that useful."

It was an unexpected story even for Dante. He was well aware that his grandfather was sometimes more cold-hearted than anyone else.

Nevertheless, Ron's covert affirmation of Dante's opinion meant that the issue of "mental manipulation" was so serious.

No matter how tough a warrior is, if his mind is manipulated. It is possible to act for a jipple without knowing it.

'If the zipple's mental manipulation is at the level Dante said, and if it continues to develop further. Anyone could be like that. The swords of the Heiran who will assist Dante, Dante. Maybe even me.'

That's exactly what Ron was worried about.

"Mental manipulation has never appeared in the world's power structure.

'There will be very few forces aware of the Zipple's mental manipulation. Even I just found out through Dante...... I don't know many people in Looncandel, except for that demon.'

Xiron Looncandel.

Does the man who has been his lifelong opponent know that? Such a question came into my mind.

There must be a good reason why the monster, even if he knows, is not leaving the Black Sea.'

Ron turned to Jean.

Not only himself, but everyone was looking at Jean.

Originally, Ron was going to use the banquet to announce once again to everyone that Dante was the next housekeeper.

I wanted to make sure that Dante's brothers, who seem to be having a different heart these days, were also there.

Assisting Dante is the only way you can get to the city of Gumhwang.

But I didn't like it because he was the main character at his first banquet in 22 years, which he could call an uninvited guest.

'Now that we're here, I'd rather use him for Dante.'

Ron stroked his beard.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, grandpa. I'll keep that in mind!"

"Huh, yes. Now that all the VIPs have gathered, I must announce the beginning of the banquet."

Mate...!

Ron clapped his hands lightly, and the cluttered banquet hall became quiet at once. Even though it was just applause, it contained deep and huge energy, so those who reached the stage could get a glimpse of Ron's achievement.

Naturally everyone looked up at Ron and Dante.

"Thank you for coming to see me, Ron Heiran, the Great Black Star.”

Ron waves to those who respond with applause for a while.

Originally, the next step should be to thank the "hwangs" who came to the meeting.

But Ron continued, as if he didn't care about the royal family.

"It was my grandson here who had a banquet today. To celebrate Dante Highran. As you all know, I'm a famous grandson. My heart is overflowing at the thought that this fellow will soon inherit my sword."

The imperial family apparently showed no signs of displeasure, even though they were ignored.

Rather, he bursts into laughter at Ron's story.

It was a glimpse of how much power Ron had in the bison.

'Even if there was an emperor here, not an emperor, Lord Ron would not have thanked him separately.'

Jin thought, looking at the table where the imperial family sat.

the mystics of the Empire

That's what Hufester called the Viment's royal family.

It was because they rarely came to the front except for the Emperor.

It was almost all the imperial family had to do in this way to attend a banquet of big names, or to show up at a big event in the empire.

'And yet, the royal family has the same power as Lord Ron and other meritorious retainers because they're in charge of excavating the Imperial Guard and the Special Forces.'

The right of appointment to the Imperial Guard and the Special Forces was the inherent authority of the Imperial Family.

The biogolems seen in the Wantaramo forest are also likely to be the works of the royal family. I'll let you know sooner or later that it's not mysticism, it's just stinky bastards.'

An eye met with an imperial family. Jean thought of it by greeting him with her eyes naturally.

On the other hand, I could see some people barely smiling.

Any of several pure-blood hyrands except Dante. They were not openly showing signs of displeasure, but their presence itself seemed to be a pain in the neck.

"By the way, I think there are some people who want to make a scene on this pleasant day."

The moment Ron suddenly wiped out his laughter and said so, the pure-blooded Highans were startled and fixed their posture.

But it wasn't them that Ron targeted.

"The twelve flag-bearer and ghost-captain of the Looncandel. Your actions were such a great discourtesy that I could scold them at will."

The eyes of the people gathered again to Jean and Rata.

"Sorry, Lord Ron."

"I'm sorry."

Ron smiled again as the two answered.

"It's a time of great vitality, and I understand. But I have to pay for it. That's what I was thinking, and I should have prepared something for the VIPs who came. This old man's face is not enough."

Then Rata's eyes glistened.

The two groups were usually quite friendly, as the Ghost University had its main building in Beemont. So Rata understood that Ron was helping her.

So you can beat the gin straight away.

"I hope two of you will celebrate my grandson through a duel at midnight today. You don't have to wait until the party's over. Everyone seems to be curious about the results."

"I will gladly accept the consideration and offer of Lord Rata Prochi, the Ghost Captain."

At that moment cheers came from all over the place. Naturally, people thought that the duel between Jin and Rata would end in secret where there was no one.

'You naturally raise Dante's dignity by scolding me and Rata.'

The Highlands are obviously one of the world's greatest names, but it was also true that they were inferior to Looncandel.

However, if Jin was to fight a duel "to celebrate Dante," it was natural that Dante's level would rise.

"Runcandel 12th, I accept."

Ron smiled contentedly at Jean's answer.

"Okay, then let's all enjoy the wine and food I've prepared, and let's see the martial arts of the two gods at midnight."

The banquet hall was swarming with fever.

A group of people sitting behind Jean were having this conversation.

"Thanks to Rata Prochi's unexpected behavior, it would be better to hold a big event."

"After midnight, Zipple and Hai Lan are enemies."

No one was watching them carefully, but only one.

Zephyrin was smiling at them.

Chapter end