Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 310

Chapter 310, Chapter

94. Fragments of the Past – Sarah (3)

“Jin!”

“Bocchan, are you okay?”

Colleagues came to Jin’s side.

Jin smiled bitterly as he passed the broken sword and aura orb to Jet.

“yes I’m fine.”

Houuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu000s

aura gathered on Jin’s palm. Dark Reiki soon became a single flower of artificial flowers. As Jin put it down on the floor and silently bowed, his colleagues also bowed their heads.

condolences for Sarah. Murakan and Quikantel had a hard time suppressing their confused minds.

‘Rest in peace, Sir Sara.’

Olmango was still standing on the sea, waiting for the party.

All Mango used his power to create an intangible staircase, and the party followed him back the way they had walked.

[Yes, who was the friend inside? Gene Runcandel.]

Asked Olmango when they reached the beach.

“It was Sir Sarah Runkandel.”

[Sarah Sarah Runcandel…]

All Mango repeats that name over and over again.

However, even after a long time, Olmango could not recall any memories of her.

[I miss something and feel bad, but strangely I can’t remember Sarah Runkandel… It’s probably because Ziple erased her from history.] “Are you sure you knew

Sarah? The god of clams, Yangban.”

All Mango nodded at Murakan’s question.

[Yes, we knew each other. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t be so heartbroken.]

“But if Ziffle had completely erased him from history. Shouldn’t it remain in the memories of Mr. Murakan and Mr. Quikantel?”

Alyssa said.

[Zipple’s ability to manipulate history is not perfect. If their fabrication of history had been perfect, there would never have been a meeting between you and me. It would have been impossible to hide Temar’s second tomb again with my power.]

Murakan and Quikantel nodded.

“That gentleman is right. Erasing the enemies they defeat from history has always been the case, but there are limits. That’s why Runkandel was also able to maintain its existence while erasing the fact that it was also a family of magic swordsmen.”

Other than that, it was the same reason why Chenmi’s spellbook remained in the world, Shuziel Heister’s spellbook, and Valeria’s survival.

“But to say imperfect… I also had a hard time thinking of Silderrey and Sara until I ran into the Guardians of the Tomb. It means that my memory is also affected by their magic to some extent.”

“Oh, this jet is hard to understand right away. Are you saying erasing history is really possible with magic? It’s not even a god…”

“It’s a huge and dangerous power that humans shouldn’t have. We have to fight those with that power.”

There was silence for a moment at Quikantel’s explanation.

bystander.

Sara called her that, but Quikantel now, unlike a thousand years ago, was helping Jin fight.

That meant that her god ‘Olta’ was not refusing to get involved in Jin’s fight.

I haven’t heard a detailed explanation.

Everyone understood Quikantel’s guilt towards Sarah. As a guardian dragon, she could not have ‘perfect free will’ like humans.

If it was the choice of the god he served, he had to follow it no matter how much he hated it, and he was a being who could blindly sacrifice himself at any time for the sake of his contractor.

That was the guardian dragon.

‘…But Murakan tried to kill Temar.’

I couldn’t imagine how painful that must have been for Murakan.

“Little.”

“uh.”

“So what did you see on the recording device this time? Talk to me.”

Then Jin glanced at Olmango and his colleagues.

It was an action with Murakan in mind.

“…everyone, please step aside for a moment.”

Just as Olmango and his colleagues were about to move away without saying a word, Murakan shook his hand.

“Everyone here is your companion, kid. You must have seen something bad about me, but there’s no need to hide it. Whatever you see, tell it as it is.”

[Um… Then should I fall in too?]

When Olmango glanced at him, Murakan patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

“You just listen. It’s sad that Solderlet never left me a word, but you seem to have been close to my old colleagues anyway. He also hid Temar’s second grave well until now.”

Jin nodded.

“What I saw was how you tried to kill Temar.”

At those words, all my colleagues opened their mouths involuntarily. Murakan and Quikantel responded calmly.

Then, when Jin started explaining the video in detail, the expressions of his colleagues changed from time to time at the interesting and sad old story.

When the story was over, Murakan sighed.

“…Themar. Apparently, I got stabbed in the heart while fighting the runaway guy and fell into a long sleep. but.”

As expected, Murakan didn’t remember ‘Kingelo’s leader’ at all. About the unknown tower that existed in the Black Sea. He had no memory of visiting the tower that day with Sarah Padler.

“I don’t know what the hell that strange bastard and the tower that existed in the Black Sea are. As far as I can remember, Temar has never been so weak.”

The part that puzzled Murakan the most was Temar’s appearance of being overpowered so easily.

“Chief Kingelo, did I ever run into him a thousand years ago…? I just thought it was a demon who had heard something from somewhere. It seems that the demons have something to do with me.”

Surprisingly, Murakan wasn’t too confused. He decided to accept that he had a problem with his memory.

Most of all, because the solderlet left behind a recording device.

“The reason why my goddamned god insisted on leaving the recording device was because he was concerned about the possibility of my memory being corrupted. No, I would have been sure. If you look back step by step, you will be able to face the truth of those days.”

“By the way, Murakan.”

Quikantel said.

“why?”

“The expression that Captain Kingelo said in the video. That orphan part.”

“As a very lucky man, he wants to do good to the poor orphans. that?”

“okay. Where have you heard that expression before?”

“Well, I don’t know. Sounds like something that the kind of people who don’t like to eat often say to the relatively weak.”

“It sounds like an oddly familiar expression.”

“It’s not a matter of a day or two for demons to talk at length and needlessly. It’s not a big deal, but if you care, check it out. Are there demons active right now? I heard the kid’s first sister cut one before.”

The ‘pendant’ that Luna gave to Jin as a birthday present during the storm was originally the thing of Orgal, the beast king, and was a prize obtained by her defeating a demon.

Murakan received the aura orb from Jet.

“Hmm really. I really hate it. I must see Misha soon. I’m going to ask if you know anything about what these beads are for and about the video you saw. Do you still have some vacation left?”

“About a week.”

“Okay, let’s go right away. There’s plenty of time to stop by Picon and give her a piece of Sarah’s sword. Ibosho God of shells.”

[Why?]

“Thank you. Please protect his grave.”

Murakan scratched his head shyly and greeted him. All Mango shrugged.

[Okay, it’s Solderlet’s request, so of course you have to do

it.] “It wouldn’t have been easy, though. If you happen to be caught by Zipple, you don’t know what kind of trouble you’ll go through.”

Then, Olmango cleared his throat and nodded.

[Yes, it was difficult. If you’re so grateful, can I ask you a favor too?]

“Tell me.”

All Mango took another look at Jin and his colleagues.

[Cookie…]

“What?”

[Can you get me more Ritra Cookies? It really was an unbelievable taste…]

“Child crazy. I became a god and sat down with a cookie obsessed with it! so what? It’s not that I or others regard you as a god. While walking on water and being able to handle such great seals. Show some dignity.”

[You, too, live only on seafood. It can’t be like this.]

“I’ll send cookies regularly from now on. All Mango.”

At those words, Olmango’s eyes twinkled.

[Really?]

“Of course.”

[Oh my god, I can’t thank you so much. Jogeobi I can feed my contractor well enough. I was sorry from the bottom of my heart. I ate almost all of them by myself without

realizing it.] Jin smiled and made eye contact with the mango.

“By the way, Mr. Olmango.”

[Huh?]

“Do you know who has the key to the third tomb?”

* * *

Jin and Murakan stopped by Picon and handed over Sarah’s broken sword (he, too, had nothing else to say about the video Jin saw in the second tomb), and went straight to Misha.

“Show me your ID.”

A neatly dressed employee said with an expressionless face.

The place where the two came to meet Misha is a high-end bar in Mila Kingdom.

This tavern, which is operating under the name of ‘The Tabernacle’, is strictly operated by members only, and it was a strange place where you could not even enter without a recommendation from an existing member.

Even the royal family was not allowed to enter without permission.

Members of world-class forces such as Runcandel and Ziple Bement can enter without condition by presenting their family symbol or pattern, but Jin and Murakan were currently in disguise.

“I’m here to see Grace Shields.”

Instead, he gave the name of the owner, whom very few people knew even among the members.

Then, the attitude of the employees changed dramatically.

“You are the master’s guest. I’m rude. I’ll take you inside.”

The waiter immediately escorted the two into a secret room and returned to their seats. In the room, a black-haired woman was sitting and drinking alone during the day.

“It’s been a while, Jin. How have you been?”

Grace Shields was Misha’s pseudonym. She is the owner of the tavern tent. The tent was one of her many hiding places.

“Thanks to Mischa, I got along well. It’s the first time I’ve seen you since the Battle of the West Sea. I’m sorry I couldn’t see you sooner.”

“If you had come to say thank you without any work, I would have beaten you up.”

“Anyway, with my temper. I was about to give up if you weren’t here. How many hiding places are there?”

I rode over 20 transit gates in two days searching for the hiding places she told me about. Because of this, Murakan had a very drawn face.

“As soon as he arrived, he struggled to get hit. you? did you say you now? Come on, I’ll just turn your chin in six directions.”

Puck puck!

After some rough greetings, Jin held out two aura beads to her.

“Kuhek kuhuk.”

Blood flowed from Murakan’s mouth. Misha, who was holding on to the collar, threw Murakan down and fixed her eyes on the marble.

“Where did you come from?”

“I’ve been to Temar’s tombs.”

“…Tell me in detail.”

From the day I met Picon to the day I found All Mango. The whole time Jin was explaining, Misha had a serious expression on her face.

Like Murakan, she also seemed unaware of the fact that Solderlet had left an ‘arrangement’ for Temar’s tomb.

“jin.”

“Yes Missha.”

“The marbles you brought are recording devices. I’ve only heard about it, but it’s the first time I’ve seen it in person.”

“Are these recording devices?”

“Yes, the video you saw must have been the result of the recording device running. The reason the recorded video was unstable was because the device was damaged.”

“Can you fix it?”

To Jin’s question, Misha replied as follows.

“It is impossible for me.”

“Hey Misha. What if you can’t fix it?”

“Jin must be… Arya Owlheart. You should meet him once.”

Jin’s eyes widened.

It was unexpected that Misha would bring up the teacher’s name first.