Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 180

Episode 180 Episode

59. The Legend of the Spirit Sword (3)

The body of the warrior was exceptionally small compared to the other members of the Myeongwang family, so even compared to Jin, there was not much difference.

However, his presence completely overwhelmed the 12 fighting kings lined up on either side of the fighting god. The heart that shone like the sun seemed to represent the power of the god of war.

Even the hearts of the twelve fighting kings were shining, so I almost hit the sunshade because my eyes were dazzled.

The god of war looked down at Jin with deep eyes.

“They said I was Jin Runkandel, the successor.”

A clear yet deep voice.

“That’s right.”

“It’s strange. The face is completely different from Temar, but the energy is very similar.”

Jin didn’t answer, but quietly met Toshin’s eyes. It was a woman. Her long hair was blown away by the energy and fluttered like fire.

It didn’t take long for Tushin to evaluate Jin.

“I like it, successor.”

what are you looking at? Is it just because it has a similar aura to Temar?

The question crossed my mind, but I didn’t ask.

‘Temar Runkandel must have remained a special memory for these strong and arrogant people.’

It was a natural story when I recalled the theme I met last night. Temar Runkandel, a warrior who could overwhelm the world with a single shot, was such a person.

“Certainly… the successor has an aura similar to Temar, Brother Tushin.”

“But I don’t know if the successor can become a better warrior than that.”

“I told you not to expect a warrior who will make us as happy as Temar, Garmund. It is too greedy.”

The Tuwangs looked around Jin, helping out word by word.

As soon as he arrived at the Toshinjeon, he was recognized by the Toshin, but it was a part where Jinro couldn’t feel good.

‘Everyone seems to accept me as the shadow of Temar Runkandel.’

It cannot be denied that Temar was a great warrior. Also, because he raised the family called Runcandel, he could exist as he is now.

However, he had no intention of remaining as a person of his lower rank. Also, Jin did not think that he would never be able to surpass Temar.

Before coming here, Jin had already cut through him. Even if it wasn’t a real fight.

“I am Gene Runkandel.”

“Don’t tell me what Brother Tushin didn’t ask, successor.”

“You only talk about my ancestors, so I thought you didn’t know my name yet, so I told you.”

“This cheeky…!”

As one fighting king opened his eyes, the god of war quietly raised his hand. Then the Tuwangs lowered their heads in unison.

“Whoa… Yeah, it seems like we just talked about the old days in front of the new successor. Jean Runkandel My name is Van.”

The Myeongwang clan did not have a surname that symbolized family or bloodline. No matter whose belly they were born, they all considered each other blood brothers.

“Don’t use honorifics, just call me Ban.”

“Is that okay?”

“The ceremonies and manners of human society do not apply to us. It means there is nothing wrong with you calling my name carelessly. There is only one thing you need to be careful about in speaking.”

“What is?”

“Until all members of the Myungwang family acknowledge you, you will never use the title of brother.”

As Jin nodded, several fighting kings soaked up arsenic. It was a look in his eyes that said that you would never be recognized by me, you ignorant human being.

Jin didn’t care.

Rather, there is nothing wrong with fighters who openly reveal their emotions. Such honest people are usually simple, and simple means that it is not difficult to bake and boil.

The fighting kings, who were always expressionless, must have been the type that was difficult to understand.

‘Tushin half. The same goes for her. He said he likes me, but we don’t know if he’s serious.’

Ban stood up from his chair and slowly moved towards Jin. Then, he released the sword he was wearing around his waist and held it out to Jin.

It was an infinitely ordinary sword for a weapon used by Tushin.

“Use this sword while receiving the Spirit Sword.”

The fighting kings who had previously held arsenic raised their mouths once more. And as soon as Jin received the Sword of Fighting God, he knew why.

‘Reiki…!’

was being absorbed by the sword. It was ordinary on the outside, but the sword of the fighting god was designed to absorb aura.

It was completely different from when I injected aura to open the sword with Bradamante. Regardless of the will, the aura that arose was absorbed by the sword and disappeared without a trace.

“It’s called a spirit-breathing sword. It must be a strange feeling to you. Since you signed a contract with Solderlet, your aura will never leave your body.”

“If you hold it all day, it looks like your aura will dry up completely.”

“Your ancestor, Temar Runkandel, soon overcame that sword. As much as I confidently said your name earlier, can I put my hopes on it?”

It was difficult to give a straight answer.

It was because the speed at which the sword absorbed spiritual energy was unusual. As soon as I realized the characteristics of the sword, I was trying to control my spirit energy, but the more I tried to block it, the stronger the sword was absorbing my spirit energy.

‘You drink water properly.’

I decided to nod my head first. If they can’t do what Temar has done, they will regard themselves as a subclass of Temar until the end.

You just have to find a way to overcome the sword. Just like it always has been.

“The succession will begin tomorrow. For now, go away and get some rest.”

“All right.”

As Jin exited the fighting shrine, the fighting kings clicked their tongues.

“I am grateful for being compared to Temar, but the second successor will pay the price of arrogance as soon as he arrives.”

Belize, the king of seven battles, shrugged his shoulders and said this to Tushin.

“Aren’t Brother Tushin a little too much?”

“What is excessive? Brothers of Chiltuwang.”

“The time Temar received the Spirit Sword was after completing Type 1 of the Spirit Sword. When I was over twenty years old. I think it’s too early for the second successor to handle the spirit-sucking sword.”

“What is Belize? Are you already liking the second successor? The brothers are in a frenzy at the news that the successor has come after a thousand years, but even we at the Toshinden have to keep a tricky eye.”

When Tuwang, called Garmund, answered instead, Tushin smiled gently.

“Our time stood still, but outside, a thousand years have passed since Temar died. It’s a long enough time that it wouldn’t be strange if a blood stronger than Temar appeared. I just wonder if humans are stronger than Runkandel was a thousand years ago.”

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The night was long.

No one was watching, but Jin held the spirit-draining sword in his arms all night long. As a result, even before dawn passed, not a drop of aura in his body disappeared.

‘It’s unfamiliar.’

As soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, I released my spirit energy.

The voluptuous aura of the six stars was whitish and only a small aura wrapped around Jin’s body.

It was a little better if I removed the sword and opened the aura release. However, it seemed that in order for the aura to fully recover, it would take at least three days to remove the sword and release the aura.

The first to be decided to teach Jin was King Paltu.

“Who is the King of Arms? Tantel.”

“Brother Garmund. You are the tallest and longest-bearded brother I saw at the Toshinden yesterday.”

“Ah, is that the person?”

The homework of the spirit-sucking sword was difficult, but fortunately, it seemed like it would be a little better to bake and boil the first teacher. Garmund was one of the fighting kings who openly showed his emotions.

“By the way, what is the order of fighting kings? Is the lower the order, the higher?”

“In principle, except for the Tushin brothers, there is no rank. Although they use honorifics as a sign of respect, even the Tuwang brothers are on the same level as us, ordinary warriors. The number in front of the name Tuwang only indicates the order in which the Tuwangs were formed.”

“It’s surprisingly a fairly equal system.”

“We have never pointed our swords at each other like humans and other beastmen. That’s why there is no need for a needlessly complicated sequence.”

“That sounds like an interesting story.”

The place where Garmund was located was a training ground in the center of the Temple of God of Toss, and it was a structure so wide that it could be said to occupy most of the area of the Temple of Toss.

No training equipment was provided, and the stone floor was all ugly pitted and uneven, and looked unmaintained.

However, as soon as he stepped on the floor, Jin thought that this training ground was the most suitable form for the ‘myeongwang family’.

‘The floor is indescribably hard…’

It must have been no ordinary stone. With a little exaggeration, the floor is hard enough to be compared to the ancient iron used for casting Bradamante and Black King Gap.

The floor is pitted and cracked here and there. It was a part that could be inferred how intense the training the Myeongwang family had undergone here before their destruction.

‘And is that trace left by Temar?’

A ferocious sword trail stretched out with the momentum to divide the training ground into two. However, it wasn’t really split, it was a sword scar that lasted about a hundred steps.

Garmund stood with his arms crossed at the end of the sword scar.

‘Considering that it’s about 100 steps, I feel like it’s not that big compared to the size of the training ground.’

Will I be able to leave such a mark on this stone floor?

It’s something you don’t know until you try. I haven’t mastered the spiritual sword yet, but it’s like when I cut Muron’s Hell Gate and Goltep’s hammer.

Or, like when I decided to cut Temar, it seemed possible if I put all my will into it.

‘Of course, that’s the story when I wasn’t deprived of the spirit by the spirit-draining sword.’

I tightly gripped the spirit-sucking sword tied around my waist like punishment.

Half a year until the operation to steal the compass. Within it, he had to overcome the spirit-sucking sword, obtain the spirit sword, and return to his colleagues.

“This is the trace left by your ancestors, the second successor.”

“I was watching, thinking that would be the case, Garmund.”

Then Garmund turned his head and glared at Tantel. The look in my eyes asked if it was you who told me my name to this arrogant successor.

“Ah, Paltuwang’s brother. Shouldn’t this friend also know the teacher’s name in advance?”

“I haven’t considered this human as a disciple yet!”

“I guess so. Anyway, I’m going back to Paltuwang Brothers. From the first day, I hope that the successor who came after a thousand years will not die.”

“Heung Chiltuwang and his brothers say the same thing. That’s something this guy should know and do well. Draw your sword, successor. Before we start training, there’s something to check with you. If you can’t even do this, you can’t be trained by this body.”

As I pulled out the Spirit Draining Sword, Garmund smiled wickedly.

“Can you swing your sword 10,000 times and be equal 10,000 times?”

Jin couldn’t help but sing joy inwardly.

It was the sport Jin was most confident in.