Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 403

Published at 4th of February 2022 11:59:23 AM

Very few people knew what the grey lobes symbolized. Unlike Looncandel's black knight, the specter is not an armed group that has been revealed to the world.

They stood in the middle of the mare watching the crumbling Geomhwangseong Fortress.

It was as if the wall of the central battleground had been waiting for it to collapse.

Slowly, they were coming towards the central convent.

'Waiting near the Black Castle, showing up to escort Veradin?'

It can be.

But Jean was feeling a strange sense of incompatibility in the grey lobes. Somehow they seem to be playing mana and bio-golem.

I could immediately realize that it wasn't just a gap.

Bio golem is to open the way in which they walk.

Ron looked indifferent at the sight. It was not a result of composure, but a sense of calmness unique to the theater.

Whoo-woo-ooh!

Red-colored mana was forming on the staff of the grey lobes.

And it was the magic that Jean had experienced in person at Veradin's villa at the end of the reserve rider.

I can't say a word even if the old specter are kicking out of the grave.]

At that time, Missha informed me that the magical name was Red Deepflow.

Massive red stains began to spread throughout the wet sky under Young-ki's tent. At that time, the Great Warring Magic and Red Heart Yeon, which can be called the decisive battle of the specter, fought against the spirits of the black dragons.

It was one of the most dangerous moments of Jean's life.

So everything came to mind vividly. Blood knives and chains that poured out of the red-colored sky, the sensation that felt as if the palms of the hands were torn as they were struck out.

And one thing, there was an impression that Jean clearly remembered.

'There are some awkward elements in the process of complementing each other's mana.'

It was a feeling that I felt while reading the flow of red abyss played by the 15 ghosts.

Based on that fact, Jean sensed that red abyss was a magic that needed more people.

'But now their mana is so neat.'

The gray lobes that came to the Black Castle totaled six.

Even the fifteen are perfecting the magic that was unfolded awkwardly due to lack of mana.

Of course, it was impossible with the magical knowledge that Jean knew.

At first, I thought that what gray lobes unfolded was the red abyss of the ghosts, as it was a magic that I had only seen once and could not even access with books.

On closer examination, though similar, it was clearly a different magic.

'It's not a haunted house. All six of them are great enough to imitate the specter and their vision magic.'

Jean was the only one who saw through the fact exactly.

It was because few of the uninhabited people here knew about the existence of the ghostly band, and they had never experienced a red abyss.

It was possible for the Jipple to attack the High Ran, but it was impossible to use a combination of ghostly and evil.

It's crazy to overlay the image of the ship that crashed after the Sungkuk incident.

'Not a zipple. There seems to be a lot more reason for the former to hit the highland, Kinselo and Beacon. It's strange to say that the Emperor did this to keep Sir Ron in check.'

Kinselo,

Anger soared over what they were trying to do this time.

There must have been a reason why he pretended to be a secret sorcerer's unit.

오오.......!

The atmosphere was vibrating with the regurgitation magic of gray lobes. From the red spots of the sky, red swords and chains of mana poured out.

It's nothing compared to the ghostly red abyss. As it was also the equivalent of the sorcerer's regimental magic, it possessed a terrifying destructive power.

The Murakans and dragons could not stop them all. If it was only a role to offset that, there was not much room for it, as giant monsters were constantly shooting guns on the ground.

"It's disgusting to use power in the Beacon, but I can't.”

Eventually, Quikantel decided to transform himself into a true figure and use the power of time.

[En, you open up the Yonghua Barrier. Don't stay away from me.]

"Yes..."!

Quikantel did not fly, but fired power into the air. A silver wave stretched from her forehead was followed by a string of lotus magic.

As the power of time and the blocking of Yonghwa unfolded, things on the ground seemed to be getting better enough to take a breather.

However, the death toll continued to rise. Some of the fighters were fatally wounded or killed immediately.

"Ahhhh!"

A woman threw herself to the floor and uttered a shrill cry.

"Margiela!"

Vishkel screamed in a blood-sucking voice.

She was rolling on the floor with her wheelchair broken down in a series of magical shrapnel.

From a moment ago, Vishkeel cut down on whatever came to protect his brother. Not only the flesh and bones of mana, but also the magic of mana, but also others.

Vishkel didn't cut everyone, but he wasn't hard on those who jumped recklessly enough to threaten Margiela.

Bubar was already seriously wounded and barely holding himself behind Vishkel.

In the midst of a hectic mana cut, the sight of Jean came across it.

Rather, the fact that Margiela was placed in a precarious state made the doubt certain.

However, Jin seemed confident that he would recognize the culprit at this point in the first place.

As soon as Ilsun Jin and her eyes met, Margiela made a mouth.

You'll get a big advantage, Jean.

I could read clearly.

Margiela's so confident appearance meant that Kinselo had already achieved his desired purpose.

'......I see, it didn't matter if it turned out that the wizards who imitated the ghosthood were not jipples.'

Jean looked around, thinking so.

I was almost horrified by the displeasure, but it was not a situation where I could go over there and argue right away.

There was no sign of a decline in the number of giant monsters rising underground.

Woo-wook!

In the end, with the ominous noise of the ground collapsing, there was a scene of the whole land being destroyed from all sides. Every time a dark pit formed, there was a pile of people who fell into it and disappeared leaving a long scream.

Still, the desperate efforts of knights and fighters in the Geomhwangseong Fortress were not in vain.

More than half of those who were already at the central battleground are escaping from tolerance.

However, as the monsters outside continued to attack the outer walls, safety could not be guaranteed unless they were finished.

Who would think this was a raid by Kinselo?

There are few means to prove it, and if you try to torture the Bishkels, you won't be able to get a confession.

Of course, I'm going to face the enemy clearly.

Other small families affected by the raid were in different circumstances.

Rumor has it among the victims that he is using Kinselo to hide that he has been "hit by a jipple."

Ron's reputation is not what it used to be.

Of course, the Zipple will reach out for the troubled Hai Lan.

Or, as soon as the Geomhwangseong asked for an explanation, he could bite the highland, saying, "They are subjected to other forces and use themselves."

Either way, Hai Lan was a huge loss.

'Sir Ron will refuse any deal that Zipple offers, and this will end with only Hylan being a fool.'

That was Jean's calculation.

So what does Kinselo want to get in the process?

'The hostile relationship between Hai Lan and Zipple. They hope other big powers will be more active in checking the Zipple.'

It could be a leap.

But Chin concluded that if he didn't miss the "last piece" of the case, it would be a matter of complete certainty.

'You must tell Lord Ron what it is!'

Gray lobes were conjugating alveolar magic. One is that it is only a arrangement for a new attack, not an intention to retreat.

Then a beam of flash was fired into the grey lobes.

The flash pierced four giant mana, swept away hundreds of bio-golems, ripped open layers of protective film, and eventually pierced the chest of a gray lobster.

The lame, five-year-old gray lobes scattered and rearranged the shield.

"Did you think I'd be fooled if I wore that gray robe? Your guys are the men of Octavian Zipple."

More than a hundred mana have already been cut off, and thousands of biogoles have been cut, but Ron's energy was growing bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger.

For Ron, it was meaningless whether the number of mana or biogolems was any unit. Just as there's no point in front of the storm when there's too much fire

Nevertheless, there is only one reason why he is not ending the situation.

It was because the "criminal" who visited and guarded the city were held hostage.

It's been a long time since I've had a thousand dollars cut off. There seemed to be more anger than when he admitted to defeat himself in the race against Ciron.

"Lon Hai-lan, you're mistaken. To deceive you is not included in our plan in the first place."

"I'll listen to what the plan is gradually tearing your noses apart. So, did you show them everything you could show them?"

The grey lobes did not answer.

They were preparing to smash the last piece of the incident that Jean thought.

"Sir Ron!"

Ron turned his eyes and looked at Jean.

"There's something more important than killing them. We need to find Veradin!"

"What..."?

"The moment Veradin returns home with an injury, the Duke of Kinselo becomes too much to handle. The Highlands will be clearly hostile to the Zipple!"

Ron's eyes widened at the words.

The numbers of cases that Jean had just thought of, momentarily, exactly the same. It was passing through Ron's mind.

Jean was right.

If Veradin fails to return safely, the Highland and the Jipple will inevitably become enemies no matter how the situation goes.

Even if Kinselo remains ignorant, even if the victims suspect Hairan, even if Jipple uses them to press Hairan.

If only Veradin is returned to his home without any injury, he will be able to cope with all the cases.

Hiding with the hood, Jean seemed to see the bewildered faces of the grey lobes. The distorted face of the Vishkel gang pretending to be injured in the back.

"Surely there will be more wizards at that level, and they'll be chasing Veradin!"

Ron opened his eyes.

"May I leave it to you, Jean Looncandel!"

He had an immediate obligation to save the dying power and guests.

"Of course, Lord Ron. I'll take it as an honor."

Chapter end