Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 442

Published at 4th of February 2022 11:58:27 AM

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By the next day, Luton went to the Holy Land, and Qin and Murakhan found the kingdom of Mila.

It was to stop by Grace Shield's top-of-the-line secret bar, "The Tent."

The waiter recognized the two right away, but told the same story as the last time he visited here.

"The Lord is not here right now."

"It was the same when you visited a few months ago.

"Since your last visit, your master has never returned."

It was common for Missha to be away for a month or two. It is only natural that she spends her days very busy as an agent of solderlet and has numerous hiding places besides the tents.

However, few people never visited the tents to make the seasons change.

"Did you leave any separate correspondence with me and this friend?"

"No, we haven't done this in a long time, and we were worried about you."

"When you come back, please tell him to contact me here."

Jin took out a paper with an address and a small bag of gold coins, and the waiter bowed his head in a dignified manner.

The two rode through the gates several times until evening to visit other hiding places that Missha had told them. I couldn't meet her anywhere, as I expected.

"Well, dog poop isn't for medicine!"

Murakhan seemed pleased that he simply didn't have to meet her.

"You like it too much. You might be a little worried."

"What are you worried about? It's no big deal that dragons are away for months, not decades. You'll be playing around somewhere."

"I have a strange bad feeling."

When Jean said, Murakan snorted.

"You don't have a good feeling? That's good. I'd rather some powerful ones to suffer and to die is also not bad. To be a person. The problem is, there's probably no one in the world who can control him like that."

As Murakhan said, it was safe to say that no one could catch Missha.

In the first thousand years of Murakhan's sleep, Missha was never caught in battle with the specter.

"Yes, but."

As for Jin, there were a lot of stories that he wanted to meet Missha as soon as possible and hear her opinions.

Them's tomb, the leader of the Kinselo, the Devil Dragon, Chaos, Valeria, etc. Missha wouldn't be able to give everything a clear picture, but she seemed to offer some clues.

Only she could tell the most appropriate stories, especially about Valeria and the "recording device restoration" she was doing.

"Don't worry, let's go visit the Black Kings."

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Heukwangsanchae was located in the "Vise Kingdom," a representative unprotected area of the central continent.

The Bisei Kingdom is a small country that does not belong to any of the three major powers and is now the fourth (Gipple, Looncandel, Beacon, and Kinselo). The royal family and the army are maintained, but virtually no one considered the master of the kingdom of Vise as a royal family.

The Black Kings and their leaders recognize that they are the true masters of a non-sexual kingdom.

It was a common belief. The Heukwangdan has the power to destroy a non-sexual kingdom with just a part of the Third Army.

It was widely believed that the Heukwangdan did not take control of the kingdom just to maintain its identity as a "dragon soldier."

"Well, they're great."

"What?"

"Normally, when armed groups are established in such a small country, they take control of the royal family and commit exploitation and tyranny against the civilian population."

The Black Kings were very far from him. They were providing considerable support to the royal family and the private sector, as it is no exaggeration to say that they support the non-sexual kingdom.

Therefore, Vise Kingdom was recognized as a good country to live in, and applications for immigration continued, and numerous ancient monuments and relics remained clean, making it a crowded place every year with the steps of academy professors, scholars and students.

"It's contrary to the image of money-madness, which usually comes to mind when it comes to mercenaries."

"They're nice and cute, unlike their names. This, if it comes out uncooperative, you can hit me a little bit more gently.”

"Good boy, is that so?"

Jean laughed back at the remark.

"Why? Is there something wrong?”

"It's not because they're good-hearted philanthropists that the Black Kings are in charge of and managing the Vise Kingdom. The Kingdom of Vise here, is a hostage repository for the Black Kings."

As Qin said, the Black Kings were using the Vise Kingdom as a hostage repository and as the best shield they could maintain "neutral."

It is a structure that must be trampled on by any giant force to subdue and absorb the Black Kingdom by force. It was bound to be accompanied by the deaths of countless residents and the destruction of ancient ruins.

When Jean explained this, Murakan opened his eyes wide.

"Wow... ..so you're taking the image and the practicality at the same time by doing such a villain thing? They were very bad-natured, smart bastards. I don't like using the name Black King."

Of course, the Black Kingdom had the power to remain neutral without a non-sexual kingdom, but the more means in any power, the better.

"Well, no hostages have been killed since I was born. We're almost there, we'd better transform.”

Poong, nyang!

Murakan sat on Jin's shoulder, transforming himself into a butterfly, Looncandel. Neither the gatekeepers nor the civilians of the Visae Kingdom recognized Jin because he had dyed his face red and fixed his face with gold snow products.

But Jin was convinced that if he went around the kingdom of Vise in this way, someone in the Black Kingdom would recognize him.

'Murka's third-tier crew would never have forgotten this.'

When it was revealed that the black cat that Jean had when she left the storm was Murakan, the story continued for a while in the Black Kings. Again, the "Little King" couldn't have just had a normal cat.

Jin and Murakan did not receive much attention as they were cities frequented by foreigners.

Qin was wandering around the Wangseong Fortress, looking around billboards and newsletters on the top of the golden pin.

Under six stars gave off an aura that they couldn't feel.

And not long after, Jin felt a mercenary approaching him as expected.

"... ...the cat. You, no way."

It seemed a bit of a quirk, but the mercenary soon convinced him that he was Jean Luncandel, who had been on his own escort long ago.

"Senior Ratam."

Jean opened her mouth first before the mercenary could speak any more. The mercenary had no choice but to stare at Jean with astonishment. I didn't know Jin would remember his name.

"I didn't expect you to remember my name. I'm ashamed that I didn't recognize you right away."

Ratam replied in a hurried silence.

"I remember standing mainly next to Lord Murka, the Third Army captain at the time, nice to meet you."

As soon as he shook hands, Ratam was able to realize that there was no falsehood in the rumors about Qin, who is circling the world these days. I was deeply impressed by the powerful power that came from my grasp.

"I don't think you just came. Do you have anything to do with the General Manager?”

The fact that he spoke straight to the leader, not to the other superiors, was an indication of how much he was assessing the level of Jin.

"Yes."

"I'll show you myself since you're still alive. However, there are guests who came first, so please understand."

He could meet the leader at any time without contacting him as the 12th rider of Looncandel, but he could not meet all other guests.

And Jean could read one piece of information out of Ratam's words.

'You mean you have a higher class of customers than I do.'

It was accurate.

At present, a guest with a higher position than the camp was on standby in the standard of the leader. So Jean had to wait until his business was over.

Who is it?

There weren't many characters that came to mind right away. As I will find out when I go there anyway, I hoped that this coincidental meeting would not be very uncomfortable.

"Of course, I understand."

"Thank you, follow me."

It was close to midnight when I arrived at Heukwangsanchae along Ratam.

Although there was no such great sense of hearing as the Gureoksaeseseong Fortress, there seemed to be a special energy in the rugged mountain range where the mountain was located.

No distinguished guest could be beautiful and comfortable when looking for Heukwangsanchae. If you don't have the power to ride the mountain range, you have to be carried on someone's back and look ugly.

Only a few people in the world could come by dragon or flying ship to maintain dignity, but only a few people could fly over the Heukwangsanchae.

Soon after, Jin expressed his admiration as he faced the spectacular view of the Heukwangsanchae located on the middle of the mountain.

Suddenly, the hollows seemed to have been dug up by a giant, and there was a line of black and huge fortresses on top of them, and at first glance, it felt like a solid defensive wall had been built.

The piled-up mana guns, even with the dragon's invasion in mind, headed up to the sky, and all kinds of magic devices and traps seemed to wriggle like snakes.

'Looking at this, the Sword's Garden looks so simple.'

As they entered the central mountain house, a row of mercenaries saluted. Qin's visit had already spread throughout the mountain range before it reached it.

"Hello, Sir Jean Looncandel! See you again."

Murkah welcomed Jean. On his way to the drawing room, Jean often looked for Zephyrin with a wink.

As soon as I was curious, I could hear Jaffirin's unique cheerful voice from over there. It was right in front of the Black King's drawing room.

"Sorry, Captain!"

"Sorry is all, right? It's just. I don't know how upset you're going to be with the three captains. Huh? What if you do such rudeness in front of the leader's guest!"

"I didn't know!"

"No, you didn't even call me, so why would you come to me to serve you? Is this a place to join? I can't believe it again. Besides, why would you want to meet Looncandel 1st?….”

"I'm going to hit my head!"

"Oh, my head. Hey, somebody get this out of my sight right now!

Like the first time I saw him at the Gumhwangseong banquet hall, Jephirin was being scolded again for making a mistake.

"Ha... ...that, that. Ha! I'm sorry, Lord Jean. You're acting like this again."

"It's all right."

"How the hell should I make a man out of that, man! Zephyrin! Come here now!"

Zephyrn, who rushed in, smiled at Jean again this time.

Jean and Murakhan could not take their eyes off the axe sword that looked bigger than her body, again on her back, for a while.

Chapter end