Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 400

Chapter 400,

Chapter 119. Banquet in the Imperial Palace (5)

After Ron’s greetings, the banquet began in earnest.

The imperial orchestra, sent by the emperor himself, entered the hall playing music, and along with a pleasing melody, fireworks exploded from all sides of the banquet hall, and colorful petals rained down.

Various productions prepared by the Beamont Magic Theater also stood out.

The fire and ice brain formed by magic decorated the inside like a huge piece of confetti.

Among them, Hailan’s banquet is popular.

Runcandel’s banquet is actually a battleground for resentment, and the atmosphere is very bloody, while Zipple’s banquet is hard and boring. It was because Hailan was a lively and beautiful place for socializing, befitting the name of a banquet.

The nobles who were waiting in the drawing room entered the banquet hall one by one.

The handsome men and women dressed to the fullest looked envy at the military men of high prestige. To those who were born into noble families, the soldiers gathered here were no different from the stars in the sky.

Among them, the most brilliant figure is Dante Hylan, the protagonist of the banquet.

Twenty-two-year-old Hiran’s Sogaju. Supernova of Bement, who is famous for his handsome appearance and excellent conduct and personality.

In Bement, those who wished to make a covenant with Dante, regardless of gender, were kicked.

Every time Dante waved his hand, cheers broke out among the nobles.

Rumors circulated among the nobility that this banquet was ‘opened by Ron Hylan to find a mate for his grandson’.

However, Dante only showed interest in Jin. Along with Beradin nearby. Lata was also glaring at Jin with a fierce murder.

“Hey kid. Just leave that one to smash later at midnight. Tell me what happens if you go around with your eyes open and get caught by mistake.”

Gilly lowered his eyebrows in concern.

“Although he tends to be underestimated because he is still young, the Ghost Captain is one of the strongest in the mercenary world. It is also called the 3rd largest mercenary along with Amela, the great mercenary of the Gaipa Islands. Would it be okay? young master.”

When Gilly said that, his colleagues tilted their heads in unison.

“The kid destroyed the sword garden not too long ago and turned the 3rd rider of Runcandel into a half-corpse. What about that guy?”

“Although the ghost captain is called the 3rd mercenary, he is clearly inferior in prestige compared to Amela or the leader of the black kingdom. I think Gongja Jin will easily win.”

“Besides, since it’s a duel in the presence of Lord Lorne, Confucius won’t lose his life if he loses. Even if you lose, the name value is different, so it is not a loss for the loser. Of course, it seems to me that Gongja will win.”

Casimir and Alyssa added the same opinion.

As Alisa said, at present, Lata, the captain of the ghosts, is more unknown than Jin.

The fact that Jin defeated the 3rd rider this time was because many articles were pouring in, but it was not yet at the stage of leading to ‘establishment’. It’s not even been a month.

The fact that Dante, Beradin, and the other warriors’ eyes were fixed on Jin attracted the attention of the nobles.

“Is that Jean Runkandel?”

“You look just like the face on the billboard. There was no need to beautify it.”

“You try on that cosmetics once, you can’t use anything else again.”

“Oh look over there. Isn’t it Siris Endorma of the Secret Palace? I think I’m going to Jinkyung!”

It was Siris who came to Jin next.

Gorgeous dyed blonde hair and shiny silver hair. As the two stood facing each other, the aristocrats’ faces flushed with strange anticipation.

“jin.”

“Siris-sama, long time no see. You came to the banquet.”

“I’m glad you look good.”

“Were you concerned?”

Siris nodded at the question as if he was surprised. This made Jin feel embarrassed. It is somehow strange that Siris treats her as someone close to her.

“The drop of blood you used was kept by our Secret Palace.”

Jin and his colleagues didn’t know that at all. He only knew that the butler, Heinz, had brought it.

“I didn’t know. I should say thank you. Did Thalaris give it to you?”

“…That’s not the case, Sir Shiron left it to his mother a long time ago. My mother never told me about it, so I knew it was something from the secret palace from the beginning.”

“ah.”

“And I heard from my mother that Sir Siron has not yet paid for it.”

“If you want anything, say it. I will pay the price on behalf of my father.”

“Then dance with me.”

“yes?”

“I think I should tell Zipple that Bigung has a friendly relationship with you. Now that Zipple’s next head of household is watching, there’s no better way to send a message.”

Siris held out her hand and said.

It was a moment when not only the nobles but also the warriors had their mouths wide open.

The Siris Endorma that the warriors know is not the type to show interest in others at a banquet hall.

“great. I take it as an honor.”

When Jin stood up holding his hand, some warriors nodded as if they knew it.

Those who attended the banquet in Runkandel four years ago and ‘misunderstood’ the relationship between Jin and Siris were like that.

‘Even at the Runkandel Single Bridge party, a strange current flowed between the two.’

‘It reminds me of the 4th rider of Runkandel at the time deploring the end of the world while watching the bold skinship between the two.’

‘Perhaps Runkandel might want to send the 12 Horseman as the son-in-law of the Secret Palace. It is not the right time to break the power structure of the 2nd Horseman, which has already been firmly established. It would be beneficial in many ways to secure a reliable ally called Bigung.’

‘Anyway, aren’t they a good-looking pair?’

Of course, in reality, the two only engaged in a duel without anyone knowing, but that was still a secret that only their colleagues knew about.

Most of the middle-aged warriors smiled happily as if they were good to look at, and the younger generation had to suppress the anger and jealousy that was boiling for some reason.

And two years ago, the nobles who visited the gambling hall of the Bellado Empire felt a strange sense of deja vu.

‘At that time, Sir Gene Runkandel was active under the name Barmal. Now that I think about it, the woman named Zelia, who was in the gambling hall at the time, resembles Sir Siris…?’

‘Could it be that Gene Runkandel worked together when he used a pseudonym when he was a reserve jockey? Gambling’s Zelia was Siris Endorma?’

While each person’s feelings pass by.

Jin and Siris came out on stage and danced wonderfully.

The image of the two dancing is scheduled to be sung throughout the continent through bards starting today.

There were already some painters who put the two people on the canvas, saying that they were beautiful.

“I’m envious of you Nari…! This jet can’t remember when the last time he danced with a woman…”

“Dance with me!”

The main character of that lively voice was Zephyrin.

Before he knew it, he came to Jin’s table again, avoiding Murka’s eyes.

“It’s time to be thankful! Oh God! Good…!”

As Jet happily reciprocated, Quikantel pinched Murakan’s side.

It meant ‘You go and find out about Zephyrin’.

“Did you say Zephyrin? He will play with me.”

“Oh, you remembered my name! Will it?”

“No Murakan!? Do you do this!? Mr. Murakan? hey?”

Murakan had already left to dance with Zephyrin.

Murka, who discovered Zephyrin belatedly, had no choice but to let out a deep sigh and tremble with his fists until the ground collapsed once again.

Jet glared at the backs of Murakan and Zephyrin with his ax eyes open, but eventually Gilly reached out to Jet.

“Um, Jet. What if I’m okay too?”

“It’s just embarrassing. Strawberry no. Gilly!”

This time, on the contrary, Murakan glared at Jet as if to kill him. It’s not like that, but if he didn’t have eyes to see, he would have turned Jet into a super corpse right away.

Jet was just grateful that someone like him could dance at such a classy banquet.

Casimir also went out to dance with Alyssa, and so did Kujan and Veris.

Quikantel and Enman remained at the table eating refreshments, and as if they had been waiting for this moment, all kinds of warriors and nobles came to ask the two of them to dance.

Enya is paired with Beradin, and Quicantel is paired with Dante. The strange composition was also becoming another pleasure for the people who came to the banquet.

In particular, Dante knew that Enya and Quikantel were unofficially wanted by the Empire.

That’s why it was intentional to withdraw the wanted order by revealing friendship with the two on purpose.

“ah! I want to dance too!”

On the other hand, one person feels sorry for the procession leading to the dance.

Margiela Ibliano. She also attended the banquet as Ivliano. Vishkel and a disguised Boubar guarded her side.

Bishkel’s expression darkened.

“Ah, it hasn’t been a day or two since I’ve been in a wheelchair. There is nothing to be so sorry for, brother.”

“That’s right, Mr. Bishkel. By the way, croquettes are really killing it here… Mr. Bishkel has some friends with the Highranga, right? If possible, please get me these croquettes at least once a week.”

As always, Buvar was picking up his temper by scratching the inside of Bishkel’s chest, which was still depressed.

Shut up Boubar. Bishkel was so overcome with sadness that it was hard to shoot.

“Brother?”

“Margiela. I… it pains me to have to use you for this.”

Then Margiela smiled.

“That is my role, brother.”

“but.”

“Don’t be too heartbroken. And Mr. Bouvard stops eating croquettes. Didn’t you decide to be thin?”

“Hahaha. Could it be? Miss Margiela.”

The night was approaching.

The banquet is scheduled to continue tomorrow, so it was originally around dinnertime, so people were somewhat absent.

Not a single person left the banquet hall until midnight. Of course, it was to see the confrontation between Jin and Lata.

No one had told them to, but at midnight the guests were all seated and waiting for Ron.

“Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The knights will start guiding you now, so let’s move to the arena.”