Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 437

Published at 4th of February 2022 11:58:34 AM

"Revenge. There was no grudge between you and me. Until today's event. So the reason you hit me is to realize your revenge through the power of the senate."

When Jean answered, Lutton's gaze turned to Talaris. I didn't look at him to beg for my life using old times' affection.

"Huh, why are you looking at me? You couldn't help Tikan without me anyway. You haven't lost your touch enough to not even calculate that, have you can't even calculate, have you?"

Those who attacked the Tikan had no power to destroy a small country.

Without Quikantel, Tikan would have suffered great damage, or would have completely disappeared.

"......I know. We haven't heard that Eun-ryong is here either. Just as our swords have become dull, I think the senate has become more incompetent than my memories and perceptions. All prior information was inconsistent and variable.”

"Wasn't it the Looncandel executioners who must carry out their duties in spite of such variables?"

"You're right, Talaris. But now we're only deportees, not enforcement knights. Anyway, I find it strange that you're moving for the 12th jockey.”

"Why is it strange? I helped my son-in-law."

Sight, a grotesque smile leaked from the distorted mouths of the deportees.

"I had a foregone conclusion that one day I would die so vainly. I don't know if the last time I met an old friend was a curse or a blessing.”

"It's more of a blessing if you insist. Even when you were young, you used to talk about things that were useless. Lutton, tell me what happened. I thought some of you had become black knights, because I've never heard from you."

Talaris seemed to wonder how they had come to this. It was natural that they were not friends, but they were attached to each other.

They were questioning the expulsion of figures about the magnitude of the "executive engineer."

With the exception of ten black pitches, the executive driver was generally in the best position to be posted by a member of the Looncandel.

If he had committed treason, he would have taken his life, not just for deportation. However, except for treason or betrayal, the executive engineer will not be punished more than exiled.'

Purge.

The word came to mind.

'I get it.'

Again the eyes of Jean and Luton clashed.

For quite a long time, Luton just stared at Jean without a word. Never once did they think that their last was going to be decorated by a 12-gear.

Sight, height, again, with a leaky smile, Lutton opened his mouth.

"12 Horsemen, we were knights and swords of Looncandel before you were born. Although I couldn't use the black helmet, it was close to being the best of the executioners at the time."

If his face had been crushed and he had not suffered terrible injuries all over his body, Lutton would have been a black knight.

"Ciron Looncandel, around the time he was in the Black Sea. We were transferred under the order of the First Lord."

"Luna's sister?"

It was the first time I heard it. As the only white whale in the world, Baekkyung, Luna was famous for her habit of not flocking.

"It was a time when everyone was certain that the first-term would be the next singer. But, 12 jockey, I think it was around your time you were you born?”

For a first-time rider to declare that he will not be a housekeeper.

Lutton followed up. Even though his face was all squashed, Jean could see that he had a very bitter look on his face.

"From the family's guardian to the executive, to the housekeeper's, and to the first rider's...... for decades we've changed our affiliation this way."

Then, the right order was to become a knight of another flag or to be a member of the Senior Citizens' Association and serve as a family executive.

But Lutton and his crew had to face an unthinkable future.

"Second Class..."

Joshua Looncandel, Luton paused, saying the name.

"We thought we'd be his knights. Since before the first rider gave up his throne, Lord Rosa has often shown signs of empowering him.”

At that time, Zion was overwhelmingly longer in the Black Sea than in the Sword Garden.

So it was Rosa's job to actually command the family as it is now.

Rosa did not employ the deportees as a second-term knight.

At that time, the members of Lutton's group were 15, which meant the top-level executive engineer was 15.

"As if it wasn't worth it, he just abandoned us.”

Rosa began purging them, as Jean predicted at the beginning of the conversation.

As if to make Lutton and his group of people who never existed in the world from the beginning, Rosa got rid of all of them.

Your life, your family, your family, your family, your pets, your acquaintances.

Although Lutton and his team members had great ignorance, it was helpless to be stabbed.

They never thought the family would abandon them.

"With the help of the blacksmith, four out of fifteen people were able to survive. Even though I've become like this. But one of the four died shortly after, and one died a few years ago helping the senate."

"So it's only you two left?"

"Yes."

What was the reason why he had to be purged so brutally and miserably, even though he devoted his life to Looncandel?

Executives who became exiled could not be free from the question for life.

"Mother must think you're a hard-to-handle sword."

"......maybe. Otherwise, there's no reason to purge us."

Lutton and his crew were men who used to attack Talarius without his orders, even in those days when he was a knight of the Siron. There was a corner where Talaris went wild enough to say he was like a "radical beast."

So Rosa didn't make them Joshua's knights.

Also, the failure to assign a family member of the senate was a result of caution against having more power than needed.

They had to be purged without the opportunity to offer their allegiance to other brothers who had not yet been or had become flag-bearers at that time.

Of course, that's why they can't be convinced.

But there was no power to resist an unconvincing absurdity. Because the opponent was Rosa Looncandel.

"Huh... ...Lutton, I have a question about the story."

Talaris narrowed his forehead and opened his mouth.

"What the hell was Ciron doing to get to that point? While Lord Rosa exterminated you without cause, did Siron stay still?"

Slowly, Lutton nodded.

"Yes."

"Why the hell?"

"......you're not asking because you don't really know, Talaris."

Talaris sighed.

It was because from some time ago, I remembered a friend who was less emotional than a desert in the dry season.

"However, 30 years ago, I really cared about you....you really haven't done anything to get to that point?"

"Since the first rider gave up his throne, Gju has acted with disappointment in everything in the world for a while. That might have made us less concerned. You've never wondered about us, have you?”

"That's because I thought, of course, there wouldn't be a big problem with you. How do I know what's going on inside Looncandel? You can't compare my views with mine, a foreigner, to looking at you."

"That's true. The housekeeper doesn't look at us, so there's no reason for you to know our news. Except we were closest to you, except for Gaza."

Looking at the hesitant Talarius, Lutton spoke behind his back.

"Of course, I didn't bring it up to resent you."

"Yes, you know that. You can't blame me. If you've ever come to the palace to ask for help after surviving, wouldn't you know?"

"Yes, we didn't think you had anything to do with this. My team and I lived a life of no one around, so you were the closest, but that wasn't at an objective level. To you, we must have been just a past connection."

The Tallaris shrugged.

But if he did, he would have helped you in any way.

Talaris didn't say the word out of his mouth. It was because there was no meaning.

There was a moment of silence.

"I have nothing more to say."

"That's my call. I still have a few questions to ask."

Jean said.

"I said earlier that the reason for hitting me was revenge, is the target my mother?"

"Yes."

"Why does that happen?"

"The Blacksmith would have given me orders for his own good. And all he does is act to be a housekeeper."

"Do you really think the elder Jordan can defeat Joshua and become a housekeeper, really?"

When Jean gave a genuinely mysterious look, Lutton shook his head.

"There's no point in the degree of possibility. Because we can't do anything other than that."

"In other words, you're going to realize your revenge through the Black Sword. I don't think he's moving in the grace that saved you."

"Great? He used us like dogs whenever he wanted, and I paid it all back. I could have been a little more grateful if I had saved your life without making this skeleton.”

Indeed, the expelled officers were moving on the basis of revenge.

"Okay, then I'll ask you one last question."

"What is it?"

"You said you survived with the help of the Black Prosecutor General, Jorden Looncandel. By the way, does your mother know that?"

"I don't know."

"I'm sure so. If my mother had known, she would never have been alive. And the fact is, you're the only way to get realistic revenge on your mother......I will offer you a little more valuable death."

"......A worthy death?"

"You'll never see the future of the Black Sword being a housekeeper anyway. If you die in my hands like this, it's just over, so your revenge cannot be realized."

"What do you want to say, 12 jockeys?"

When Lutton raised his head, Jean continued:

"Go back to the Sword Garden. Go and let them know that the Black Attorney General's orders were a nuisance. Crack your mother's power. That's the most significant revenge you can ever do."

Chapter end