Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 302
Chapter 302,
Chapter 92. They were the elders of
Hyuuga (3) .
about twenty people. It is not uncommon for the elders of Runkandel to move together in such a group.
The servants did not dare to raise their heads, and the guardian knights raised a modest salute whenever they encountered them.
Everyone wondered where the elders were heading, but they did not dare to ask.
‘Are they the elders?’
Brother Tona, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes and looked out the window.
‘Where are you going? Uncle Jed is there too. It looks like the youngest room is there.’
As expected by the Tona brothers, the place the elders were heading to was Jin’s room.
“Elder Zed, is that really a true story?”
“These people have been really deceived! How many times do I have to tell you? I didn’t clearly show the advanced form of the decisive battle Nakhwa. I mean, I didn’t do it alone.”
The reason why the elders were looking for Jin was no different.
decisive battle.
After completing the improvement of Nakhwa, Jed had applied for deliberation by the Council of Elders. The elders, unaware of the circumstances, congratulated Jed and said, of course, that the newly born nakhwa should be named after him.
However, Jed insisted that the name added to the nakhwa should be the name of Jin, who provided the decisive clue, not himself.
“No, it’s because I don’t understand it at all. How the hell did you find a clue to the advancement of the decisive battle from a kid who just became a
jockey?”
“Are you saying that I am lying because I want to give the 12th rider a ride? I’ve been doubting you ever since. If you’re going to do this, don’t follow me!”
“Hey, that’s not the case. Let’s go to sleep, calm down the excitement. I was wrong.”
“That’s right, you are wrong. Elder Jed is not one to lie. Besides, last night even the 4th Horseman came to visit and didn’t talk about anything strange.”
Another elder gently rubbed Jed’s shoulder and continued.
“The 12th Horseman said that he used a sword that was superior to the 6th Decisive Electric Light in this mission. Perhaps, as Elder Zed said, the 12th Horseman may be a person who can provide important clues for us, Runcandel’s decisive fighters, to advance.”
Difus deliberately leaked information about the Thunder Blade, the Myeongwangsword season used by Jin, to the elders.
Even if he asked, Jin would not be able to explain, so he decided to borrow the mouth of the elders. It was an excellent choice.
“The Fourth Horseman is also not a person to talk nonsense. Anyway, we gathered like this to check it out for ourselves. We’re almost there, so please calm down your curiosity a little bit.”
Ahem hmm! Hem! Hmmm!
The elders carefully watched Jed’s eyes and cleared their throats.
Eventually, the elders stood in front of Jin’s door.
‘I can see the youngest of these young guys drooling and coveting when he shows me his swordsmanship. How dare you doubt me?’
Knock!
Jed gritted his teeth and knocked on the door.
“This is the call of the Council of Elders! 12 Horseman Gene Runcandel, come out quickly!”
Zed shouted with a triumphant voice.
However, there was no response from inside the room.
“the youngest! Come out quickly!”
When he called again, there was no answer, so Jed turned the doorknob.
The lock broke and the door opened, and no one was in the room.
“No, why is this guy… not here? Hmm Hmm!”
This time, Jed secretly looked into the eyes of the elders.
The elders were only shrugging their shoulders with faces saying, “Yes, of course.”
“It’s a pity, Elder Jed. Everyone took up precious time to come…”
“Even if the youngest is not there. Why is everyone looking so disappointed? Are you sure you don’t trust me?”
“Come on, it’s not like that. Cancer We believe in Elder Zed. There must have been something wrong with the 12th jockey hehehe. So let’s go back.”
rumble.
As the elders turned around at once, Jed couldn’t help but resent Jin inside.
‘Where the hell did this son of a bitch go? I didn’t know that my uncle was so disgraced!’
* * *
Kki-Ruk-Kki-Ruk-Kik-Ruk!
Jin was sitting at a bar on the open seaside where seagulls were singing, drinking a cocktail.
In front, a neatly dressed Gilly was throwing food to the seagulls.
“Two more cocktails, please. with the same By the way, isn’t it time for everyone to come? young master.”
“Yes, there he is.”
When Jin pointed his finger at the sky, the seagulls started to run away in a hurry.
It was because a dragon that had just appeared in sight was descending.
It was Murakan.
Tikan’s companions were riding on his back.
“Oh well! You know how much I missed this jet!”
“Ooh! Jin goongjaaaah!”
The first to run were Jet and Enya.
They were undoubtedly showing a welcome look, like a puppy reunited with its almost lost owner.
“Jet Enya. How have you been?”
“Ayu, thanks to Nari, I’m always happy. Oh, how much trouble have you had so far. I heard that you went crazy again as soon as you went to the Garden of Swords.”
“No, should I call you Gong instead of Gongja? You are still handsome! Please sign it first! The fact that he is a Runkandel 12 Horseman is definitely written down. Here on the back!”
Enya, as always, shows her joy by thumping my chest like an excited primate beast.
“Ha, yes. Enya. Is it good to get autographed? yeah that would be nice Nice to meet you, Jin.”
“how are you? Mr. Quikantel.”
“then. Except for Enya and Yuria Finte whining about missing you all the time.”
Quikantel no longer told Enya to save face as Allta’s contractor.
“Jin Kyung. Kyung didn’t look like a kid at first, but now he really looks like an adult.”
“Alyssa, just call me like you used to. Enya you too.”
“Maybe?”
Jin and Alisa shook hands and hugged lightly.
“I remember the day I first met Confucius.”
Casimir approached after him and met Jin’s eyes.
“Sir Casimir.”
“Thanks to Confucius’ rescue at that time, my daughter is still growing up well. I am already nine years old.”
“Time seems to go by fast. I was five years old when we first met.”
It had already been over four years since he had a relationship with the people of Tikan.
To Jin, they were more like family than real brothers, and Tikan felt more like home than the Garden of Swords.
“My daughter and Lady Latri couldn’t come. The pastry shop is overdue… Veris is also helping out. Kuzan and Yulian are still carrying out the mission given by Gongja.”
It was a surprising fact that Veris, with her personality, worked at a confectionery store.
The basket Casimir held out was full of cookies. Refreshing, crunchy, crunchy Ritra Cookies, the signature of Ritra Cookies.
However, those were not the snacks prepared for Jin.
Jin closed the basket again after checking only the condition of the cookies.
“I hope you like it.”
“Perhaps. According to the informants, All Mango’s contractor is trying so hard to eat this…”
Jin and Casimir burst out laughing.
The seven-color bird had already figured out the exact whereabouts of All Mango’s contractor a long time ago. It was confirmed before Jin gave the order this time.
As a result, he even found out that the contractor of All Mango had a strange fantasy about Ritra Cookie.
Since about last year, Ritra Cookie has been spreading its reputation around the world for its subtle taste and aroma.
It has become a cookie that even celebrities from different countries have to wait in line to eat.
If you are bored in all kinds of magazines and newsletters, you will be introduced. For those who say, “Eat some refreshments,” Ritra Cookies have passed as a dream snack.
There were also bards who preached that one must go to the Free City of Tican at least once before dying, even to eat Litra cookies.
However, only aristocrats and wealthy people with a lot of money and time can visit the Free City of Tican to eat a cookie.
Unfortunately, this was not the case for All Mango’s contractors.
“Anyway, first.”
Jin looked at his colleagues and continued talking behind his back.
“Let’s enjoy a few days of vacation. Also, there won’t be many days when we can all get together like this.”
From then on, I did nothing but play like a hanryang on the beach.
We chatted about this and that, unraveled the banquet, invited the city minstrels to sing, brought the cooks to cook, and went swimming and fishing.
Like that, 3 nights and 4 days disappeared as if closing one’s eyes. My colleagues had long forgotten that simply ‘playing’ was so much fun.
“You all seem to get along very well. Thanks to our customers, I think we will set a new sales record this month.”
A young clerk at the bar looked at Jin and said.
He was a young man with a youthful face that seemed to have just turned 20, and strangely moist skin.
He still didn’t know what Jin and his colleagues were. If I had known, I wouldn’t have been able to talk to you so easily.
“Joggerbi.”
The clerk is taken aback when his name is suddenly called.
From his point of view, it was a natural reaction since he had never given his name to Jin and his colleagues.
“…yes customer?”
chin.
Jin placed a basket full of Ritra cookies on the table.
“I am Jin Runcandel Runcandel’s 12th Horseman and Solderlet’s contractor. And this is a gift.”
It was no different that Jin and his friends spent several days on vacation at this beach corner tavern.
This is because this is where the contractor for Jogeobi All Mango works.
A jogeobi that suddenly hardens like a stone statue and opens its mouth.
When I opened the box with trembling hands, the fragrant and savory smell of cookies came up.
“I came because I had something to receive from your god. If it’s okay, could you call Mr. Olmango for a while?”
It was a big shock.
It wasn’t because he knew Jin’s identity, but because his eyes were turned to the cookies that were placed in front of him.
“Are you really giving me everything?”
“of course.”
“Is it okay if we talk while eating?”
Jin nodded, and Jogeobi picked up the cookie with trembling hands.
After taking a bite of the king, his face immediately turned red.
Then, after a while, the eyeballs are spinning with only the whites left.
The taste of the cookie was shocking, but it was a reaction to the incarnation of a god.
It was almost the same as when Picon entered Bin Blanche’s body.
[Killing! Yeah, I’m fed up with fish and shellfish now!]
“…Ol Mango-sama?”
[Wait a minute, Solderlet’s contractor. I’ll finish this and give you what you’re looking for.]
All Mango, who ate cookies with her head in the basket, didn’t really feel the authority and dignity of a god.